Rossetti

Rossetti
9-22-18

As truth never turns to weakness
In my youth humility and meekness
As painting their displaying and not fainting
Of the stars that shine on the latter call him shotgun Willie
If you are willing to win big
Is not Samaria as Damascus against his that heareth
Therewith back at Christiani goblin market in Rossetti
Having much gold upon your crown soon back to basics
As all I do is pray that the Lord will let me sing this song
Tears more precious than pearls in oysters that are not my princes
Altogether kings for thorns to burn and devour as we learn of all sweet and sour
Time to turn it all over to the Lord
And just go and be a blessing.....






Going Shopping For Dungarees
9-23-18

As we desire to see what you see in alien anthropologists
And pictures of me for flying of unholy ornamental cybernetic
Applying myself to rebirth back at the goblin market
I get my foot back on earth as the find the empty aerial away enlightened my heart
If you know it all in Aion available this achievement adhesive yet obsolete oblong and obtuse
As to receive the word by the wayside sweeter than honey from the rock
Where I would like to say no worries for the molehills converted into mountains
In hidden truths now divinely revealed
Lot's haste another go left to no man's land
God wants as last three hundred pesitas as to be watched up on kernal stone
As a finger a reed green Vietmanese virtue of valor
To Him more will be given....






Who Is Next?
9-23-18

For jackasses and hyenas just as they are in Rossetti
Full of wise upbraidings come two mysteries of those traditional
The greater are as they are for its incarnate fullness
During this age with context
O, who is next to be blessed while vexed
God have me to worship today back at home base
Out to our home by the sea for strings of Vietmanese quartets
And the birds came and devoured them as one faith of the seen
Taken permanent root and a brother distant says, "Gotcha'"
As such subsists in a pool of holy writings defined as separate but not flawless
Still to live lawless
O, what melons it's void and of felons
Pricy old, here it is.....