Aug 2019
Standing atop the pile of ****
The’ve heaped on me for years,
I am not buried in it. Even
The soles of my warrier boots are clean.
My righteous coating still holds fast
And everything they throw at me
Richchets to land as notes
On their St. Peter score card.
ljm
The’ve heaped on me for years,
I am not buried in it. Even
The soles of my warrier boots are clean.
My righteous coating still holds fast
And everything they throw at me
Richchets to land as notes
On their St. Peter score card.
ljm
Written a couple of months before the ******* found a way to do me out of my decades long job.
