Monty Python Flying Circus
If one room of writing I can never leave,
Than faithful I will remain.
Hopeful clown,
Dancing joy in books.
Paint my face with colorful ink,
Scrolls cloth me in bagginess.
Bringing a smile & laughter to overcome the pain,
Everyday living.
Lord,
My Witness indeed.
Looking down from the Heaven.
Lived I did,
Mostly dark moments.
My life past,
Overcast writings.
Living Sheol I thought could never be broken,
Ball & chain no more.
Therefore,
Help others,
My destiny?
Welcome little boy in me,
Time to play!
Lord,
Once in awhile he needs his nap.
Can the man take the pen?
Like every child he desires cookies & milk.
Cookies are the joices of others,
Milk to carry on after the reading in joyful hope.
So!
Here I am Monty Python,
I'm signing on the dotted line!
O?
By the way,
We'll discuss my pay later!
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