Poems of Lighthouse Bob
Beware of Dishes with Spoons #406
Beware of Dishes with Spoons Almighty God reigns in Japan and Spain, from So-Cal to Nor-Cal, He's always the same, He's never grown weary, on top of His game, the doldrums and dreary go bye-bye in vain, singing, “Hey Diddle Diddle!” it's really no brainer, our body's the Temple, a Spirit container, where Jesus resides, He's our Coach and our Trainer who's helping survive, like a Gloria Gaynor, with Hope in our future, with Freedom and Passion, a life full of Living til one day we cash-in and then we'll be there, right there in the middle, where'll be this strange cat, a cat with a fiddle, as we go jumping the moon. |
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Beware of Dishes with Spoons #406
Beware of Dishes with Spoons #406