Blame This On My Muse
Fat Sacred cows come and they may go
words written in silky smooth flow
Ink to paper, "ain't life so good"
I would be better, if I ever could.
Behold treasures in paste they glow
a mystery to those deep in the know
Words that eat and savage the heart
dark confessions for a wicked start.
Those rays racing from dark red moon
they inspire then hide away too soon
Nights with winds that sing and cool
I the joker, clown and anybody's fool.
Fat Sacred cows come and they may go
words written in silky smooth flow
Ink to paper, "ain't life so good"
I would be better, if I ever could.
Robert J. Lindley, 07-29-2015
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
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