Emancipation Day
4-10-18
In equitable juxtaposition
O, sweet and bitter disposition
No one is blinder than the old man in me
All for my May apple as to drip and dapple
In the French Republic our lame valley of purple and white
Being prepared for the worst of times as is yesterday
Faith is a hope in things unseen
And the substance of what today we want
O, rejoice likewise for synagogues esteemed as filthiness
In unit one the freedom to choose under the gun
Not just another rule of sea water green
Sir boasting on my back
In all we seem to lack
O, well Whit Sampson expecting the worst
As none do tread where angels fear to
On this day of trial
At the base of the stalk.....
Fixedly
4-16-18
At the base of the stalks Amanita
For wandering through new walls
Call it an institution like Niagra Falls
Where I don't mind
But don't want to say, "I don't care"
At Beth-Argon some go to the door as God smote Ashdod with emerods
Who will heal the wounds
Species poisonous by our new revised curtsy
I really want it like you do as well
Rejoicing in my trials sometimes not expedient
To approve all amendments for the atonement and to make amends
Less tax ascetic and austere in Elymus
Not just another prophet but one of significance
Smitten and deathly ill as to cope with ones skill
I never put away my childish things
Fixedly and not easily validated for each other.......
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