wearing it

Wearing It Upon Its Face
10-6-18

Of what African baluster sound to retain moving it into the foreground
I give you my love of repartee swift and witty as to ante up in our own kitty
In filthiness and superfluity of Matzoh and our skidoo to do the work
And not just hear it as research indicates seven things that God hates
O, remember just who you are and surrender to it
Where a new world opens up from skeleton branches of our young dogwood
I'm out for another when I ought to conceive and it's in the air
And I'm the one that has to live with it
In Matzoh of Skidoo
I would if I were you
Yes, the gospel
Joyful sound.....





Matzoh
10-6-18

To all men tongues and Mertons be pews
Take this on our vacations
I spill my secret and scatter my seed as messengers proclaim anew
And I would if I were you
By the core of sculptural representation produced in Greece
We cay out love where there is no peace
O, what will be found but desiring food
All for Proverbs near retirement
And nigh cherishing
Remember who you are
All for out Matzoh
As to herald ones natural face
Back out in the cold to pray for brother Rayce
Adapted by Richards as the keys are ours
And in music steering clear eventually
As in power it would be a flower to touch and see.....