Soft warm and innocent
\nBlamelessly so
\nA state of grace
\nHarmless you know
\nSweetly inoffensive
\nPlayfully you
\nAre gently angelic
\nExcused all you do<\/p>\n
A good moral strength
\nSaintly of soul
\nYou walk oh so humbly
\nBut with such control
\nIn total tenderness
\nHumanity
\nLoves what you are
\nAnd your wish to be free<\/p>\n
Kindness and favour
\nSweet charity
\nSo well intentioned
\nSoft heartledly
\nFondness and liking
\nA tendency
\nFor infatuation
\nAnd amiability<\/p>\n
The unkind ones
\nSuch a detestation they
\nPick you up by your
\nTails and cart you away
\nSuch awful ill feeling
\nAnd hatefulness we
\nStare out of the bars
\nWith sad eyes that now see<\/p>\n
And feel the resentment
\nAnd heart burning pain
\nThe pique and the bile
\nAnd the grudging refrain
\nThe soreness the hatred
\nThe snarl and the scowl
\nThe wrathy inferno
\nPerhaps the deep howl
\nThe social circle
\nThe gregarious load
\nFollow me follow
\nDown the long road<\/p>\n
Why the hostility
\nImperious ones
\nHubristic and arrogance
\nDaughters and sons
\nSuffer so much
\nFrom the hands of those who
\nTorture and harm us
\nYes all of our crew<\/p>\n
They an effrontery
\nBlustering on
\nThey are disdainful
\nOut there upon
\nThe trucks that will carry us
\nTo the abattoir
\nSteeped in the hopelessness
\nTo where you are<\/p>\n
You who consume us
\nHow is it you
\nCan have that vile habit
\nAnd do what you do
\nSlaughter our children
\nWho are so at peace
\nWho have so much tenderness
\nAnd who release
\nSuch charm
\nSuch refinement
\nEnchanting us all
\nComely and goodly
\nAnd bonny
\nA rule
\nof thumb
\nSo appealing and kissable
\nThey
\nYou torture you beat up
\nAnd Just make them pay<\/p>\n
Doleful and plaining
\nTheir sorrow
\nTheir sighs
\nTheir tearful expressions
\nTheir red bloodshot eyes
\nTheir wondrous Devineness
\nSuch a numinous role
\nAnd look at us now
\nHooked up on that pole
\nHaving perished a moment
\nTears in their eyes
\nJust little children
\nSoon they will be pies
\nIn some oven some dish
\nWith the herbs and the cream
\nAnd the crisp golden crust
\nOr so it would seem<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Soft warm and innocent Blamelessly so A state of grace Harmless you know Sweetly inoffensive Playfully you Are gently angelic Excused all you do A good moral strength Saintly of soul You walk oh so humbly But with such control … Continue reading