tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751715259597698761.post473600672342503551..comments2023-07-13T02:39:05.869-04:00Comments on Belialith's Tales...: Human Imagination Is The Gift To Create.BELIALITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07142166948125018996noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751715259597698761.post-72187483374412213802013-05-13T12:26:45.967-04:002013-05-13T12:26:45.967-04:00I went to take a friggin walk by the friggin reser...I went to take a friggin walk by the friggin reservoir <br />A wishin' for a friggin quid to pay my friggin score <br />My head, it was a-achin', an' me throat was parched and dry <br />And so I sent a little prayer a-wingin' to the sky<br /><br />And there came a friggin falcon, and he walked upon the waves <br />I said "A friggin miracle!" and sang a couple staves <br />Of a friggin churchy ballad that I learned when I was young <br />The friggin bird took to the air and spattered me with dung<br /><br />I fell upon my friggin knees and bowed my friggin head <br />And said three friggin Aves for all my friggin dead <br />And then I rose upon my feet and said another ten; <br />For the friggin bird burst into flame and spattered me again<br /><br />The burnin' bird hung in the air just like a friggin sun <br />It seared me friggin eyebrows off, and when the job was done <br />The burnin' bird shot 'cross the sky, just like a shooting star <br />I ran to tell the friggin Priest. He bummed me last cigar<br /><br />I told him of the miracle, he told me of the rose <br />I showed him bird crap in me hair, the bastard held his nose <br />I went to see the Bishop, but the friggin Bishop said: <br />"Go home and sleep it off, you sot - and wash your friggin head!"<br /><br />I came upon the friggin wake of a dirty rotten swine <br />By name of Jock O'Leary, and I touched his head with mine <br />Ol' Jock, he sat up in his box and raised his friggin head <br />And his wife took up a candlestick and beat the bugger dead<br /><br />Again I touched his head with mine and brought him back to life <br />His smiling face rolled on the floor - this time, she used a knife <br />And then she fell upon her knees, and started in to pray: <br />"'Twas 40 years, O Lord," she said, "I've waited for this day!"<br /><br />I walked the friggin city 'mongst the friggin 'alt an' lame <br />And ev'ry time I raised 'em up, they got knocked down again <br />'Cause the love of God comes down to men a friggin curious way <br />But when a man is marked for love, that love is here to stay<br /><br />And this I know because I've got a friggin curious sign: <br />Ev'ry time I wash my head, the water turns to wine! <br />I gives it free to workin' bloaks to brighten up their lives <br />So they don'no kick no dogs around, nor beat up on their wives<br /><br />'Cause there ain't no use to miracles like walkin' on the sea <br />They crucified the Son o' God, but they don't muck with me <br />I leave the friggin blind alone, the dyin' and the dead <br />But ev'ry day at 4 o'clock, I wash my friggin head!<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com