Cheer Up For The Soap
5-28-20
Knee deep among tiger lilies
At the world's new beginning
Thankful just to hear from you
Letting no one judge you in meat and drink
As to cry at the dreams sewn together at the seam
O God bless our tenements
In the eyes of the rations at mizzen mast
And a cataract ever after for the hermit and his crucifix
Where we go wild
Deeper than a blue sea if it is real
To whet sonorous as she needs you
A good way to pass the time
O, who knows where I've been to lead us
Setting ones feet a going sitting as the well
Till Evening
5-28-20
As one to heat up the soup
Where I live and eat well in Melville for old husks
And sea captains to punch and thump me about
In our particular instance rill sect with something this evening
In crowing from smooth water for our sailor
As the touch of your hand ebb and flow as I am one to judge
If the soup is acceptable
Doing it for me and for the sailor new and old
To parchment planning out a photo of you
Just because stranded high and mighty with consolation
Be of good cheer for the soup...
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