"Honey Wine"
Starlit soul of sunshine.
Essence of moon dust.
Father earth time.
Mothers' births rhyme.
My shadow's mime.
Isn't worth a Roosevelt's dime.
Eddie and Teddy flying backwards in their time machine.
In order to reach the beginning of human life.
New Native American spirit man's land.
A dybbuk in the holy land.
The first coming of a new age.
Another newly born sage.
Printed on The New York Time's front page.
Earning the minimum's wage.
I'm just singing tunes from a bird cage.
All the rage on the broadcaster's news.
I'm a forecaster of foreign influenza blues.
Inoculation of a different population.
Without doubt or hesitation.
By Jonathan Billet 09.25.2014
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