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A Devotional For Diana
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My lassie come home lately
long legged whimsical lady
instrumentalist of up river loins
warehouse momma of golden coins
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You lay your hand on my head
pull lightly on my ear
nimbly guide me along
now I trumbone your song
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You’re my budding rhyme lady
I’m your happy slave baby
it’s my doomed man destiny
to gulp down your jungle she intensity
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Aye, my devoted eunuch fate
is to open your slippery temple gate
swallow your rolling wave chores
& keep your marathon scores
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I defend your freedom fearlessly
love you more than oh so dearly
hand you in a tin cup my weary soul
the gleam in your eye, my one prize, my one goal
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Your legs tie the knot securely
around my head half blind & curly
our kiss thus forever reigns
and, oh oh, Ishtar locks the chains…
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(Copyright Clyde Collins 2012)
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