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"Anon!"
Come quick! Come all! Anon! to watch the sun
The luminating rune revealing God
The pastels that He paints, what colors come!
The pinks and blues and greens that streak with stroke
Come quick! Come all! Anon! to study clouds
The playful element revealing God
The puffs of joy!, from cherubs come about
The mimicry they tease us with in j
Run quick! Run all! Anon; now from the sun
For he prays rest and need not be revered,
Run quick! Run all! Anon; now from the clouds
For even those of pleasantry shed tears
»And so the cherubs wept as light had slept
»In nature, lessons learned are seldom kept
"Lexécution d'opéra noire sombre"
(Your name, as well as mine, is not the same
A paradox, you may yet say, though not,
Our names, as well as time has, have but changed
A scary thought) But Wait! The Stage is Ours!
"Macavity the Cat" can cast a caste
Aristocrats' amiss knick knacks insist
Calamities of sass, of brass, of class
A tit for tat, for this, for that, the rich;
The final scene will see it's seen obscene
Our opera, cursed, will stop! and curtains draw,
We sing Their song to seek its finé fiend
The segue ends thus when fermatas all
»Remove thy mask and lose thy staff, thy rod
»Or do thy task to grasp their ooh's and ahh's
"kNeeded"
Thine cyan eyes can capture light to cry
As captives carried from their captor's sigh
And cry thy cries and sigh thy sighs, they fly
As faeries sent from Heaven (yet to die)
Their crime is when they die (and die they do)
They hide inside The Mind in which they flew
And chime their chimes, a fugue to sooth, and soon
Their light is let to them, and not to you
You've but begat this beauty, though they leave!
from you, and unto us, so lovingly
And thou art suddenly the sun in thee,
That crafts the creatures' creed, what blasphemy!
»On God, and how he hast forsaken you
»Think only of our gratitude, in lieu
"And though they had Risen..."
Come sing for me the symphony of sin
(Ethereal Epiphanies atone)
The things that seem of crimson seas, so grim,
be Hell ephemeral, we sell our Soul
Now vis' a vis' with vicious visages;
The voice, however, hints at Heaven's hymn
So seize the seas he sees dost he so this-
Behold! the hole we hold is whole through Him
(To die the death of martyrdom, for some,
anonymous to animosity)
But something one dost know to overcome
So toss one's self upon the cross and bleed
»Then spread your wings of white, away as wraiths
»And we don't have to watch, to have our faith
"The Lillum"
What makes the fruit of Eden bitter so?
Enough to satiate, but not the one;
The one that tempts me most, I have not sown
For God is watching closely, forked of tongue
I do remind myself, thine ribs were whole
Though consummate man's not, before conceived;
of rib of Adam taken into mould,
and shaped to make the form of what was Eve
Through tragedy of such is I forget
as many do (for she is not well known)
A woman in his likeness, Lillith, lived
Whose contradiction tells why I'm alone
»Amidst this meal, of which I'd starved inside
»Mine eyes, when cast out from the garden... cried
"ewes of u, being the word"
Ah yes, you do look cute with cat's eyes, dear
But "cute", that's not the word I'd use for them
Now hmm, let's see, now what describes them best?
Let's think; then how about adorable!
Ah yes, now that's the word, "adorable"!
(so much that stray from them, my gaze shall not)
And now, my darling, now they're changing shape
(but how is it she sees through narrow slits?)
Oh yes, you still look cute with cat's eyes, dear
But wait, that's not the word I'd used for them
Now hmm, let's see, what did describe them best?
I think... I've changed my mind, they're horrible!
»This knife, you ask? Your eyes! They're as I feared,
»Remove them or I'll do it for you, dear
