Fiend In A Tree
7-2-20
Naked and piping
I leapt like a fiend in a tree
And supposing bands still getting along with it
In steel wheels for the burgers where the band is always a good idea
Over Psalm one hundred forty one
We'll see what we can do with our excellent olive oil that burns
O, Lord to cry unto them for a breakthrough
Given the green that means go
Of lark brimful scorn
In these I don't need forever singeth
Where he used to harm in brimful
As to meddle with Stevenson like a fiend in a cloud
For the cans of the good stuff
For Hopkins
Set a watch....
Limbs Supple
7-2-20
Seeing my solved for the loop
All around the midst way about it
As I self advocate
I see and I love by a winter silent
And a chance to shovel him out
Not a matter of muscular strength
Tougher than Suet and a change of scenery
For ideas laconic
Not my heart to the wicked
Allow me in and double up on this relaxation
Allow me to to be yet accommodate
Like one more shilling in my box and limbs supple
To the use of his ointment and gray in my beard
Not too weird....
His Walls Of Clay
7-2-20
O, let righteousness smite me for bubbles in my nose
My troubles God knows where it happens in circles as well as in rows
Taking a look around as to ask what the birds say
Singing and bringing loving and bringing it
Pray, what is the reason for a key
Somewhere and for another investment in beef
Most commonly fasting where I am a happy spectator
Among Father Williams for our Lewis Carroll still taking down names
For another million dollar O, ride him on gray hornet artisans
Trying to be a witness here, now and today
For the mason and his walls of clay....
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