Greet The sun

We all know you know how
To take the time to bow out
Pull your pants up after going to the loo
It's just something we all gotta do

There was once this chick
Together we were joined at the hip
It was a terrifyingly wonderful trip
Who threw me to the wolves
Into a fire pit 

Many have dreadful words to spit
Well I'll be busy dancing with grit
Who were they say that I'm the bad one?
Twisted lies hover like fire flies
I don't give a toss as we greet the sun

I water my soul with bleach and flowers
I'm not the only one with the powers
Of mystics holding candlesticks
With cauldrons of steel will 
Standing fast and quick

With quill in hand my words they flow
The likes of which have never been seen
Since the day of St Brigid's sweeping cloak
All have a purpose and we have a voice
To use for bad or good is the key to choice
Rejoice rejoice rejoice





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