i.

Many Creation's ago
Throughout the time of the great bolide;
The Chromosphere flashed, unearthly tide's

ii.

Streak's glitzed the sky's
Hell underneath shook;
The lord brought me and Jane together, Gaveth us Bible's as book

iii.

I shalt not leaveth her
In this time of great travail;
We shalt be called up, the word's " cometh hither" shalt be mailed


©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication/ prophetic poetry
©Lonesome poet's poetry