The hint I sell
That which makes man well
Yet sicken his soul
That which quicken strolls
Yet weaken soles
Life's the quest
Cherry's a test
We'll pass
You'll fail
Thy pleasure, thy wail
Mankind future mortgaged
With knowledge sin dwells
In thine heart
prevalent is time and wealth
Who chased wealth
Crave cherries
Wished Wells
In courts private
He of cruxifix creed
Celibate is he indeed
He Luthered cherries
Berries of crimson breed
Draws not from wells
Except of synagogue seal
'Tis no play
Even scripture say
Of daughters of Eden's lie
How mankind's fate steer they
That which makes man well
Yet sicken his soul
That which quicken strolls
Yet weaken soles
Thy pleasure, thy wail
Mankind future mortgaged
With knowledge sin dwells
We listen once
Yet reason twice
Of cherries and wells
And the future they tell
Yet reason twice
Of cherries and wells
And the future they tell
By Jefumare © 2010
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