Be Merciful-.Be
From the beginning to the end tithe.
Round the circle of eternity, she writhes.
Fresh, full, ripe, and undeniably free.
O God, be merciful to she.
Fill the receptacle with riches untold.
Harvest the bounty of beauty unfold.
Lust not for love is a more precious fee.
O God, be merciful to she.
Trust in companionships hearty store
Let loose the randy and rabid bore.
Feast on the comfort of kindnesses decree.
O God, be merciful to she.
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2009
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