Rising To The Fight
6-5-20
plagued with inertia
Even- keeled blessed with compromise
Enough to stick with it
As our cloth on ones shadow sidekick
To fly off the handle and fear the rational
In my modification I need learn all over again
As it in lotion to know that my greening has been laced among yogis
Form in matter which in me and clear eyed intelligence due orgy to Jesus himself
As well as Indiana's opening our arson believing a mall ear Praying for good weather
Of our third type
O, word ranges dissembled
Of your lies not unread
And farce victual....
Scroll Catalogue Rarefied
6-5-20
That we call it again
As defined as God within oneself
Unaware of all the rest in nested sobriety
Soon to find out of the gig is on
Or catalogued
Due to rain for the slip of the pen
On toff abiding spirit and pronoun so to speak
Yea, it was a better day as our horse and now
As to beware it on ones abdication
I name a pen of the heroes
Too vile for their own good
Decimated to look alive as to incite of the mint tea
I be a judge of it
Yea, or nay she inquires
For the grass nods
Unplugged....
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