Friday, November 16, 2007

Moses had a little flock

Kyle Howard 1:00pm

Moses had a little flock
two, to be precise, in stock:

the former one is dressed in scarlet,
its not a wonder that she's a harlot;
I kissed her where her hair was light,
though outside an Indian, but inside she's white.
I could quickly crush her beneath my heel.
she's fairly frail, and easily ill.
I'd take her to a few bar dances,
but nothing fancy, with formal circumstances.
I'd use her once, and maybe twice,
lets give one more and make it thrice;
but then it is over, to say the least,
and I will give her to the beast.

the latter heaved all the while she breathed,
as she lie down on her dark heavy gown.
the sight I cannot bear to see:
she toppled over like a tree;
in front of the king with the silver crown,
there the fat old maiden fell down;
whenther she will arise, I do not know.
if she does we will go to see a show.
a decent one, i do confess,
where we will wear much fancy dress;
yet until then, I'll look around
for another single woman with such an embroidered, beautiful gown.

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