How many songbirds/
get sacrificed so we have
no vermin? Balance!
OR
How many songbirds/
must die so we have no mice?
Feral cat balance.
How many songbirds/
get sacrificed so we have
no vermin? Balance!
OR
How many songbirds/
must die so we have no mice?
Feral cat balance.
Think you’re a failure?/
Loser feelings carry on/
unless you say: “Stop it!”
When you decide you’re/
a failure at one thing, the
feeling carries on.
Why am I here? Why
am I – we set on this land?
I know, yet don’t do.
He, the broke walrus,/
dreams of luring the nymph. [LAUGH!] /
Yet I played that game.
When you spill whole corn/
o’er the kitchen floor, at least/
you can know it’s clean.
If you don’t listen,
and plug your ears, it becomes
hard to talk to you.
When my life is lost,
out of control, I intrude
in things I shouldn’t.
I’m now, at last, the
undiscovered person who’s
uncovered, revealed.
Trying to share my
love for Christ with youth, I smashed
some great Commandments.