on order are the markers of good time
these are not ordinary ephemeral things
all peace and order celebrate in rhyme
we are now cleansed of dirt and grime
someone may see the fluttering of wings
on order are the markers of good time
nothing will now rise up from the slime
heroes today do not come armed with slings
all peace and order celebrate in rhyme
this is honest action for there is no crime
to answer and justice always flings
on order are the markers of good time
the bell of justice cannot ever chime
while our last hero chants and sings
all peace and order celebrate in rhyme
so in the end we are well past the prime
we've long ago let slip the leading strings
on order are the markers of good time
all peace and order celebrate in rhyme
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
01 May 2007
not a celebration
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