Hyrum (Of Smiths)
6-1-18
Blossoming in full bloom the early daylight soon
Into my room at Palmyra
A sleepy declaration
Believe it shall in many ways standing tall
As for always in all religions alliances
The catch is the moving of our household appliances
Causing the heavens to shake for your good as organized and established
As to break the ties of recent changes
And words no longer of how the earth rearranges
Seeking out their congregation all for our ecclesiastical options
Our invitation to understand the true church
This place big enough for stars and stripes
In preachers itinerant wherefore it behooveth me
To tell it like it is greeting Hyrum by the narrow way.....
Chimney Sweep
6-1-18
Sweeping across the countryside
All for love and not for pride
In between the pressure I am summoned as to go out
For a breath of fresh air in search for peace
And Lucky Strikes at six thirty stanzas
Wordy as to be awakened by the dream
And go out and get some ice cream
For baptism authorative only to believe in you
Accomplish all things today
Conscious of conscience
We are the first to but see it is a hard thing
To go on from here seated at one end of the table
Coming to my world only in your own eyes
As to check myself again for the cause of the pen
Now and then
It took the cross to say when
Sweeping......
For Sabrina
6-1-18
As we're coming through today in me and you
With so much to do for the Duke of Portsmouth
Offering the impecurious greeting Sabrina
Basking in coolness of our Signet Regency
As to maintain what I ought to be
Seeing it insane just to see
All for our Sunday Oklahoma
Which way will you turn between heroes and heresies as proposals
Are parties for Lyons-Labate
Your future shines and we love chocolate
Almost as much as we love Jesus
Whom tells us, "Don't worry about it"
Scattering and drifting as to relish brief oblivion to the obvious
And today I clean up as pleasure is recreated
For more good roads west into Zoan in Lot our veil
Going out for another and to set sail
Where the song agrees.....
On Genesis 14:6
6-1-18
All for Herites to stand upon Mount Seir
O, know your boundaries
And carry yourself on the path paved with gold
To the deepest of shadows I wake hours before daybreak as we journey on
As land is given away for free come ye faithful
Still serving Chedorlaomen in mysteries of music and power at dawn
Carry on into En Mishant of Karesh all in Clarendon
All about murder Morgana so needless as Spirit nurses belief in yourself
In a dream before my eyes
Now and behold a pen of blue in the valley of Siddim well watered everywhere
In four against five time to be here and now
Over the hill across the water.....
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