Bernard Has Been Begging

Bernard has been begging Bernard has been begging Lord God ‘Please’ For life of buffeting unease Bernard’s lung’s finest sound an odd where, He’d been trying all his life to ease: Lots of menthol that should make him sneeze And all over again taste sweet breeze… Bernard has been dispatching his please, God asking where he might him appease; During Winter seeming he would freeze Often no better than frozen cheese; The countenance of White smeared with Grease From head to toe captive for release… Bernard plans not to stop Hoped-On Please Not when one’s captor is Smiting Disease…