Thursday, December 13, 2018

7-up

Seven-up In Pompey
9-28-18

Redirecting it away as to be selecting it and keep it at bay
O how the morning breaks me
My O my is all it takes and O, how the shadows flee
All for the Cherokee as clouds of error fade in and out
As emerald and Jade nothing more to doubt
And a trip back to the lieu
I would if I were you all in Bakley Pratt and where it's at far from fat
As Majestic rises one body fits all sizes
Please no more surprises going to them in the highest time
To start getting ready to go
Yea, the time is now and I care not why
So I repeat the how all in the daughter of Herodias
And seven-up in Pompey......






Aspect (Hasten Not)
9-28-18

What will I say to God on the judgement seat
when it may as well be right now
Plotting the murder of Salome back to where the ponies roam
So they all ate and were filled and again so I am skilled as it is
When it's still sweet and hot as to provide a fresh caress and I taste of it again
As chastening doth repair
Did I bring something else to the table
Anything sounds good as fire in the morning
As to explain that I am mad loving to say that I've earned it
As to heed rebirth to this very place
O, send the multitude and indulge in all kinds of foods
All in Richard Warring
The lion inside is roaring
O, little Borrit would you be against us or for it
Go not too soon as the enlightening aspect of our moon.....






Cathedral (All Peace)
9-28-18

Already murmuring that it seems cold
All for dreams young and old
Too early for that
Too late for this
"All that heaven will allow"
It's a song you won't want to miss
And a quarter in Canaan yet grimacing
Easy to forget the five thousand fed not much more
To regret all that are read for the fragments that remain for loaves and two fishes
Soon about to go viral in public as home at Gad's hill
Close enough for comfort sensible and sharp for tuna day and carp
You would never believe me as to but deceive me
Soon to bridle all passions
O, lost sheep of the house
God have me to have a good weekend
"All peace", so crieth our cathedral....







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