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Heroes and Their Grain

Giving thanks for recompense And orders of ovation Sipping wild leaves and hanging still in Fortis by the fire, a beckon of apostasy And using little days of Swindon Maximizing strength and running- places near and North Shining to a sale Ripping into water Making great amends Using heat for war- when matches near Proposed to ten more leaves To carbonize our year In a place five times the week Another year for Carney- Year of the invincible fight When truth supposes a way- to save us from the darkness In any way a prayer For forgiveness and works in the world Accepting prayers in judgement time While Donald reads the fax A spirit machine And a tripartite statement What comes of news is war And the Senate even supposed Whatever Norway chooses Is a risk to the untold We offer every golden rule To sow for prizes heard In remorse and about this fear That rain may fall on Winter Sending mosquito gifts For the first in quarter time A witness calls- Seeking better insurance Who treasures the ugly prize For picking up on pastures And then it snows- Affording to said Witness The cards under the table Are a long walk to Don The fallacy of gamesman days Besting those who dare To speak for what is fortune And hanging left to dry- the venerable year A palatial place of hell But in that garden we do grow With ecstasy and a fever And when our greens are ready We will send some in the mail About face: I am a drifter Wallowing in Canada Post My favourite type of office And liking your remain If it is fallen And darkest night The weary hear a beep For Jezebel the accountant Standing up for you, the money prophet host For which there is return Upon this hallowed ground And shunning court with hades While men pick up the news- Rome is here and ready While peace is months to be- No single war- can escape the Senate’s will Marks and calls for escape From Wildwood and its pen- the dealers of Upham calling To smear the great assumption That Canada isn’t ready Simple years and native wild- species to the garden Accepted by Man’s plate And feeding your return:

Gracious Canada, Lean into beginning As much as peace to happen The days ahead will call Go, Row alone And sacrifice the news For dirty years of Able And forceps to the new Raking dawn, Sin as war In these things we watch And the hero is the same, Pretending men of war- Will call us to the room Sight unsigned Proxy to this witness Failhead for the dowry And what is done by rote- the insubstantial A year’s quest by the page So this worry will abide And untoward thy name By pressure rank Sealing days of ore And often then We keep the Water clean Heaven’s rouse And home.