Saturday, January 12, 2019

medicine

Missing Medicine Bag
10-15-18

Super bass beginneth the day
The story is a mad one
And I have too much time under the shadow of Sol Brandon in vain pursuits
Add water and mix it up with lemon
As to force ourselves in living water for crossed and blessed alkaline
We will not walk in the dark as so chimes our four
And there's more at the door
Where we feel to a pleasure to serve you
Cobbling together out many stategies as so she did another wicked one
Where I look good in me basking in positive recognition as bestowed
By bountiful hands to make an ugly mess
I have until the morning comes to find it
Or come up with an explanation and if not
So be it!






All Fall Short
10-15-18

Where Legolas is standing
I watch the adverts in my dose with and without her
Thorn dogging on being pierced and our ground becomes harder
And I ought to enjoy myself today like I never had before
As the honest and faithful will go there again
Calling me a leper and three quarters as so this week
I am not short as to exhort as to rouse our dwarf
where we take each other to court as to ventilate cold and bony tired of falling short
As to exhort all I need to do is tell the truth at eight as to groan under hated extremities
We all fall short.....






Majestically
10-15-18

As to take you over and get it soon
Taking another break, my bad under the influence of a gazillion what-ifs
All for love, security and success
O, God bless and have me to do what is necessary
To make this a good day
Expedient as hope smiles bright in our God of power
And God of right
O, what is the gate
Going straight on in complete giving
O, what's the worst that can happen we often inquire in nightshade
In all of you and all of me flourescent as we serve as filthy rags
As we make our ways to riches step by step to thee in no such fading out
For the stitches O, teach and bless
O, leave it all behind as shifting and changing
All fall short.....






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