March 2011
85
“They have not chosen me,” he said,
“But I have chosen them!”
Brave—Broken hearted statement—
Uttered in Bethlehem!
I could not have told it,
But since Jesus dared—
Sovereign! Know a Daisy
They dishonor shared!
85
“They have not chosen me,” he said,
“But I have chosen them!”
Brave—Broken hearted statement—
Uttered in Bethlehem!
I could not have told it,
But since Jesus dared—
Sovereign! Know a Daisy
They dishonor shared!
Now I know what I don’t want
I learned that with you” —Let it die, Feist (via kari-shma)
Or replaceable by a not so lovely noun as “shit”. Yes, a fresh clean sheet to shit out verbal diahoerra. I suppose this would make for a first post at 0134 where the humidity is intensifying my need to bathe coupled with my hands, redolent of butter and stained with food colouring as well…….
Ho hum.
Remind me to tie my words
with a ribbon and wrap it around my fingers,
so the next time you come, whistling my way,
my words wouldn’t slip me, I would know what to say.