Minstrels of majestic memory mention
Promises proposed by Power unparalleled in purity
About apocalyptic undertakings honored honestly
A beginning granted to a great age of God
By that Deity who decided to do away with death
Wholly humbling himself to human weakness
Sniping sin in suffering souls
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Monday, November 30, 2015
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Saturday, November 28, 2015
Raise the Curtain
In the wrapping of the ages
By soldiers and by sages
The beginning of the final stages
Of the drama will begin
In hearts open through the embrace
If a faithful hopeful grace
Will the incarnation take place
Transforming from within
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Friday, November 27, 2015
Thursday, November 26, 2015
Happy Thanksgiving
There once was a boy who lived in a cabin
Who, when he grew up, knew the country was saggin'
Under a weight that our selfishness brewed
He established an annual day for gratitude
So that we might remember, remember that we
Aren't only reliant on those that we see
And that thanksgiving is what keeps us free
Let us be thankful for beer and turkey
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Who, when he grew up, knew the country was saggin'
Under a weight that our selfishness brewed
He established an annual day for gratitude
So that we might remember, remember that we
Aren't only reliant on those that we see
And that thanksgiving is what keeps us free
Let us be thankful for beer and turkey
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Baking Cookies
Pour the milk, sift the flour
Beat the eggs until you're sour
Mix them with sugar and with power
Mix until homogenous
Spread the batter, lick the spoon
Lay out all the cookies of doom
They will be ready very soon
Ready to be eaten by us
Heat the oven, scorching hot
Put in the sheets, put in the lot
Be grateful for a dessert we've sought
Be grateful for the mess we muss
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Beat the eggs until you're sour
Mix them with sugar and with power
Mix until homogenous
Spread the batter, lick the spoon
Lay out all the cookies of doom
They will be ready very soon
Ready to be eaten by us
Heat the oven, scorching hot
Put in the sheets, put in the lot
Be grateful for a dessert we've sought
Be grateful for the mess we muss
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
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