Fifteen Gallons of Blood
5-22-20
Today it's do or die to endless unworldly joy
Now brought about it for fourteen gallons of blood
Borrowing it around the vault of heaven knowing hours seven and henceforth up
Sprouting for the Queen's visit to honor as far as I can see
A little bit bitter but wiser as one to just enjoy the view
On the account of our dissections in sweet simple moments
Going up spouted thrown ashore pretending that for pirates albeit
Those drinking pop instead of the Edmund Buzzi somewhere and aitchbone
Morning boulevards of blues...
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