Put it all in the pot The Haves, the have nots Take another Other shot From behind the broke box When it is the strike Yet another spiked pike Moment's shift inside the dome Bring a life of sharp stripes Hold a loved one clear Hold your Self, dear smeared So many people dead Over Fears, Tears, Years Knees made to be bent Heart is scent, spent, rent Mend it then, hold your head There's more slash coming next Pull on through, hold it up Love your cups, huffy pup Stop the muck, lucky buck Bring the right grub to the hut Dig a hole, whole in one Hole on up, but don't get gone Raise it high, O stunning sun Hail thyself but we're not done Move into the depth of You And now be true, be black or blue Soften to the warring feud Sea & Clear, parts of the brew Turn it next, tender flowers Power Cower (extract dour) Damage heals; devotion's power Put it in Your book of Hours Lay it out so there's a record Love the fools & love the hecklers Push us all (receptive check-ers) We'll meld us all right back together *authors note, I suggest reading aloud maybe but anyone listening should also be looking at the text. Best to you. 05032015 started shortly after 7 p.m.
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