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Fasten And Bind
10-1-18

O, solitude of longing
Come healing of the mind
O, heart heavy fasten and bind
God please be kind yea, from the mouth of the city south of predisposition
Pious and pretty take heed lest one will stumble and stay humble
As shielding gaping wounds a cloud began to cover our sun gradually
Yea, here's my getting started song to you
As to shift into open awareness upon love's bitter mystery
By lightshop hastening hands in our Rouenese by birthmarks
Our birthright in kinch come on down by a pinch
all for woodshadows God bless the coming several days that come
The lover the earth inconsequent as to hear the sound of sawdust somewhere
As I sally out north and south by the white breath of the dim sea
O, to what end?





Ball-Of-Fat Revisited
10-1-18

Hastening to do so they are only just doing their job
All for hot dogs and corn on the cob
All for Peter Tearle O, you wearied weasel nothing out of the ordinary
Yet as to fret for another cigarette and later on a spanking
Yea, I've been a bad boy unabridged on the go
Nothing to be ashamed of
The song ends at the chime of ten and the sheep remain inside their pen
So deep in a panther's den
As to no more turn aside to brood
Get it done today and find out what you already have
In a new place of assembling still trembling
Wherefore the day cometh to appreciate the sunshine for what it is all for
Our ball-of-fat and piece of string
For the power is in them
Behold thy son cometh, Amen......






Where Now?
10-1-18

O, how she howls with dish half full
Seeing it with an optimistic mentality and mindset in Tellier's establishment
Of Dover Thrift for Christmas lights accidentally placed in the refrigerator
O, what's wrong with that all to have my cat stepping up to bat
Let them preach by way of making molehills out of mountains
Serving Sidney Ridgeon as to dedicate and consecrate holding down the long dark chords
As to feel this way here is wisdom according to common knowledge
On her second degree in San Diego like collage
A reason for writing and dreaming up better days
For the thorn in ones side and dangling light for loving
Wanting ones morning rashers
Let's get this place ship shape
Shielding gaping wounds as to vanish for the drone






My Hungry Grimlikin
10-1-18

Tull is a seven day project at my best state altogether vanity
Only for contentment in sanity
O, what harm is that undressed to but resurrect
Trying to make peace with a hungry grimlikin for Furgus rules in new and old schools
Help me claim it in the Son of what it's all about
Less time for thinking O where, now
For coronation lay a square peg O have you the key or is it only going fishing again
With my Bass T-shirt we have a beautiful thing going in comfort of continuity
Like a good movie I am cool as I am cozy te verginum chorus excipiat
How dare say I?