Washington Poets Association
[To the tune of "This Old Man"]
This old god
He played Man
He played Man
But then began to harden, stiffen--
Lost his Sister soul!
Let's see old god gently
Home
This old god
He played dead
A crown of soulthorns 'pon his head
Hey god! Wake up! Enliven up in there!
All you're suffering is your nightmare.
That's a good god, give that god a bone
Let's see old god gently
Home
This old god
Hurts so bad
He too often
Gets too mad
Hey god! Wake up! Enlighten up in there!
All your suffering is our nightmare
That's a good god, give that god a bone
Let's see old god
gently
H o m e
Monday, February 11, 2008
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