Saturday, August 29, 2015

And I Sang Hosanna to God

She has a sign on her wall
Stop and smell the roses
knowing you owe
a debt of gratitude for the gifts
so plenty, oh many.
I looked round and saw no rose
She was the only rose by her wall

She has a sign on her feet
Drop in quietly without noise
Inside you can juggle six not ten times
Repeat, once again, only six not ten times
I’ve got no time to waste, I dropped in
I smelled the rose and I juggled not six but ten times
After the water she wants me to drink
I sang for the first time Hosanna not six but ten times


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