Pure peace lies in the heaven as us dirts draw about with deluge
The woolly graces come so calm as they stealth about stout
So mellow as us sneakers sneak in the mid of the dark in dire surge
Their amity embrace so cool as bloke ball awesomely hyped to scout
Through the skiing down of the thunders' skies faces via shattered way
With us falling apart scythed trees and bang boom bang on earth as we patter
With us as we are horses feet in turn with lost shoes as we sway
As we sway the winds blow around from either the west and the east hissing as they open up to peter
We feel their infrequent graces; we are the leaves they pass through so we kowtow
Paying homage as they are closing their mouths readying another shot
We are the pebbles and the rocks broken by their shot they did throw
The broken homes and the rafters wrecked and the silence of us creaking doors to dot.
Peace in heaven and troubles packed fully filling the earth's space as us mobbed up
As the arduous the ants and cursed solely the cockroaches
And as speedy as the slug and as cautious as the hummingbird on top
Hulk the feet fired up and pace on one template to let us see with their touches
And clappings met to cool us from the heat that got us to flop
On the second template, fallen the birds and the reason seem blurry forwards
As the bests be only sore-awaited from the heaven as expected guests
They would always come comely on horses' back, in cars' legs even and in odds
The earth as we are, we were made thus to welcome well guests goody rewards or killer Ets.
Jodekss
No comments:
Post a Comment