Sailers Trust
CAST YOUR NET UPON THE RIVER
MIGHT YOUR LABORS BE WON
THE NETS ARE DRIED AND TORN
OH TO THE MERCIES OF YOUR
DAUGHTERS AND SONS
PUT YOUR ORES IN RIVER
MIGHT THEY BREAK WHEN
YOU ARE CALLED TO SHORE
YOUR EVILS ARE SPOKEN BEFORE ME
THE MERCIES OF YOUR
DAUGHTERS AND SONS
IT PROPMTS MOST TO LABOR
YOUR SELFISHNESS TO SPEAK OF ME
IN CONTRAST TO YOUR NEGATING
THE DELIBERATE WAYS YOU DISTORTED THINGS
YET YOUR LOVER YOU HAVE NEGATED
THAT SHE WISHES FOR
MONATARY GFAINS
HER LACK OF OBEDAEINCE
CAN BE DEBATED
AS SHE IS A WHORE
ABOVE ALL THINGS
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2018
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