Patriarch intolerable
Gastrically sinful
But our souls aren't durable
Without our lives graceful
Just dregs
Lollipops and soda pops
Sugar salt and food that's hot
Our senses do not have the stops
We become a slave, a sot
Just dregs
Starving for something real
Willing to undergo trial
Longing for even a simple meal
Of bread and wine style
Just dregs
Daily calling and begging
Deeply fearful of where we're heading
To forego our sex and kegging
To arrive at the Prince's wedding
Not just dregs
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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