The world believes Mr. Best
If you want to know
He leads the town

Does he?

Its what im telling you

Tame essence
                                 Pretty country folk
His best bed

Coat of clear / holy roman mix ups.
****** shame that any son should foil
And
Ask on his fantastical fat-thick shoes.

(Advice to those kids who insist
On getting even with Mr Best)


Chip us all the old bricks of shattered
Glass domes.
White and red.         Curled acording to
Their litness
                          
Woa sonny!

                   Dont raise the wind in your
Arm!
       B.  Stay peace full...
Give it your Best shot.