Once he
held it
he knew,
he just knew.
He was going
to the top
of that, there is no doubt.
From the time
he started
his mojo working.
He was walking, talking
all about...
that time
when he was
reading tea leaves.
He was voodooing,
just using
his imagination.
He travelled far,
that train whistle blowin'
sowing the seeds he was sowing,
then , while listening to bob dylan,
he had what they call an epiphany.
He started growing mushrooms
to see what he could see.
When the results came back,
he said his epitaph
just has to read.
"Down Through The Years
The Lord Has Been Good To Me"
Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 5:41 PM UTC
Once he
held it
he knew,
he just knew.
He was going
to the top
of that, there is no doubt.
From the time
he started
his mojo working.
He was walking, talking
all about...
that time
when he was
reading tea leaves.
He was voodooing,
just using
his imagination.
He travelled far,
that train whistle blowin'
sowing the seeds he was sowing,
then , while listening to bob dylan,
he had what they call an epiphany.
He started growing mushrooms
to see what he could see.
When the results came back,
he said his epitaph
just has to read.
"Down Through The Years
The Lord Has Been Good To Me"
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