Thursday, July 3, 2014

my love is like a BBQ

my heart smokes on the grill

and everyone will eat of it

then wash it down with swill

and least of all am I the lamb

whose sacrifice shall save

my scraps will go in the pail as I am

with all too bloated to misbehave

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