On Isaiah 8:1
5-22-20
As to coincide and confess
And sail away again on crass televisions
O, what of it could it be
Doesn't do any good to think deeper as knight Russians tarry
Pump and blink by my reigndeer of mind alive
Of scarlet brother of what this could inspire
Count me among them in early Pagan sediments in a modern world
No going back to what they call normal
O, man of sorrows please be happy for us
Returning again with the loomings in a warm summer breeze
It bought you pleasure so go ahead and confess
Moreover.....
Tankards Sleep
5-22-20
Happy birthday, me, myself and I
Call it a trying on a triple heated beast
By Milton a feast to just redeem the strife
Stay and nurture to count our mentors
And love will see us through
Saying not, "a conspiracy"
Love can from far courses looking forward to seeing you on Sunday
By aperture and Apennine
As flowers around our winner's hum
Try to post something until they arrive
Counting my nectars in waves upon the alive mime
All mine on tip of Jessamines
By our means post something
From February of 2020....
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