Year after year of husbandry
I've come to know my flocks
The mutts are all but purebreds now
Their love and loyalty is my lot!
To the howling at the moon
To the coyotes across the field
Heckling laughter fills the night
  A hunger for the ****...

The crops are doing well this season
Still the buds will need to dry
I make my sacrifice of reason
Blowing smoke rings to the sky

And here my heart beats of wonder
As she lays down in my bed
She quietly calms the thunder
Going on in my head
I can feel the goddess
Deep within my sheets
I pray like a pagan
For my love and world to keep
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