26.7.08

Morning Glory

Glory... glory... oh glorious morning glory,
Where is that song coming from?
That record about Mary.

Dipped in brass,
To prevent you from being perished,
Sparkling from the light in the room,
Surely you'll be cherished.

The song I hear,
Is not only heard in the morning.
Why is this so, oh glory... glory... glorious morning glory?

I'll move away the finger,
To hear no music...
About anger and sadness,
Way too tragic.




Copyright © 2008.
Written by Emmanuel Joseph Victor (2007).
All Rights Reserved.

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