O mother, O Merry.. take me along, make me pure soul,
And drop me back on earth, to roam and ferry,
Raise your hand for blessing; let the divine ray flashing,
Make me angel of peace, gim’me solace to carry,
I wanna follow the Jesus; I wanna be his fetus,
Lock me up in stars, and solve my query,
How to be so kind? How to keep heart unwind,
How to convey the people, Be Happy! Be Merry
When distress is rolling, when problems are trolling,
Make me feel you inside, and keep off those wary,
When my legs begin to lurch, I make my way to church,
Its X-MAS again, forget all pain, and enjoy the sherry
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet 88: When thou shalt be disposed to set me light by William Shakespeare
- Doomes-Day: The Fourth Houre by William Alexander
- Here War Is Simple by W H Auden
- The Story Of Our Lives by Mark Strand
- The Methodist by Thomas Chatterton
- Виктор Гончаров – Когда тебя бессонной ночью
- Hortus poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Николай Гумилев – Кармен худа, коричневатый
- 71 Ways For A Writer To Make Money
- Ribbons & Pearls by Timothy Cole
- Василий Казин – Кирилл и Мефодий
- The Last Wolf by Mary TallMountain
- Robert Bruce’s March to Bannockburn (Song) by Robert Burns
- Robert Burns: Mary Morison:
- John Bleäke At Hwome At Night by William Barnes
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
