squadron

Squadron
8-8-18

Ones squadron didn't stand a chance
As to contain all staggering
He and Roberts refer to it now unto the Maker thereof
More than just a mop-up
This is our new beginning in Stanford-Green and badgery hearing commissions
On the railway for the motive of comradeship in obligations
Am I lucky, you tell me
Storming down to our designating area
Staying alive and sane for our three-card trick
Everything is subject to change of the old and new argument
All is now!
Two regiments.....





Pig Stick
8-8-18

Behold the burden of the valley of vision
In the day we see Him
And He did everything
Seeing the chariot
Getting to know in yourself a Judas Iscariot
As man can but travel to the milk of sub-continent trussed up
Like our turkey no other motive than comradeship
For the claims of the queen and common sense
As square drums roll
And the earth is the center of private creed imbedded to believe it
In English law O, what am I trying to say in this?
Pigsticking.....






Thresh It!
8-8-18

O, my threshing all refreshing
As to acknowledge idealism in a new dimension convincing Roberts
In copper and steel of the way I feel
O, what is real our valise unopened out of conflict ideas of a writer
That goes through it pigsticking
We can shine our motivated light
What am I trying to say but that I still love you!
By the blow of the canyon and rubies as loot
Seeing our troopers of steam and tremendous advances
It's going to be lonesome when you Go!
Business has just begun.....





Isotope
8-8-18

O, my threshing
I see a chariot for isotopes and quoting conversations
O, prepare the table for three
Already thinking about the holidays
Behold the burden in the year Tartan came to town
To tell it like it is passing through the land
O, river behold there comes a chariot
O, my threshing
Behold the burden of the desert of the sea
O, hand me the valise and her replacements
For three months old copies of the Times
Finding their way in the camp
Howl ye ships of Tarshish and make another wish
At the altars of Baal
We care for ourselves....