ALBION DEITY SONGBOOK texts, DC Meckler

 

Mining Song

As mining Chinese freezing,

if you believe him that the men have full.

With mines unsafe set there then

I must say goblin!

 

Eastville Mine is a dead towel can.

Indentured Celts let in the canine.

These old things in how can I indeed,

fond that he is, often touched.

 

When enabled build a sky in full;

still are to have or

the time soon if to write in,

in food releasing coal.

 

 

 

Dust Light

What if dust light can cling amid

dust ice, the leaves to song?

so build ere the boost sets spring

in fondness build them a long house.

 

As typed in May, aim to close.

the ghosts seek out an aimed plane.

my lobe of ghosts is today.

 

knock polite in no way ––

timbre leaf dust had its ampersand.

timbre leaf dust had its ample sand.

What if dust light can cling amid

dust ice, the leaves to song?

 

Dust making this house, it again is

dead and it is then best in mine.

Dead if indeed fake dead often;

dead uniting is little song.

 

knock polite in no way ––

dead uniting is little song

What if dust light can cling amid

dust ice the leaves to song?

 

 

 

The Dog Song (Fine Leaf Canine Guests)

Dalton does in the dew,

the time boasts its own.

The laughs when we see a big lab

hold me engrossed in sod.

 

Canine today he got Monk's ass,

dust society's knock next mass;

dead as I was signed,

an ultraviolet hide of floss.

 

In dome by state buildings, gold in them.

Malt cuts in my bins,

and fine leaf canine guests evolve;

fine leaf canine guests.

 

 

 

Imperative Song

have a lot of midsize somethings;

make brightly; come kiss

 

 

 

What is force?

Citizen force

Two stocks to Mannheim if I knew lsis,

moon gifts to Mia.

What is force, Hobbes, if dead guessing?

What is force, citizen, if dead guessing?

 

 

 

Findings

At times bulletin hulks I try again;

it is almost the finding to this.

What I can't mind mining,

set its head in my basement.

I would love all findings,

not once whacking the bloom.

 

 

 

Masks

Move in ways to miss the masks,

the peace so towering. 

see Lisa not for leaf icy island

if they condemned design.

 

            he came in house as a good,

            whence they can coast me as a nine,

            a fake tenderloin as the gold got mixed.

 

                        Victory in all stalls do men concoct,  

                        That's vice Ethan’s angst. 

                        What stunned the masks is dying.

 

 

 

Cake Opinion

In print are sure in Monmouth my,

all’s I know spend sprung then,

dew is in mine inheritance;

the da capo of cake opinion.

 

Implements are shown in Monitor One;

it calls all to the vocal assignment,

how they see it is stunned in

minds seen in one very long “and.”

 

 

 

Tin Can Island

A loud tin can island,

but I can also build them a modern marsh dying.

What is out some in their banks

in salt for these are shying?

Sad feast the little shell.

 

 

 

The Albion Deity Thing         

 

Dear those that Deity,

the towel that they believe,

the angst of that in this, Florida and Tucson.

Steam sees May's demand.  Is he the underlying man?

The china, the fine, the high then, the nine.

See sail of the other, above the telephone then,

these throw with the wind towel that owned the zone.

 

When held May at all its bolt,

within knock still there is nine;

also the tedious stock of Christ,

in Bowman come to dying.

 

Easily that forty-foot tide,

when sinking ensues,

damsels come and sit again.

They give Buddhists glad groceries.

 

The second of May, it did bloom; he last came then.

When the photodynamic things come to his very own thing,

I see the bloom on time denying

that I was enough for all;

the Albion Deity thing.

 

The neck in dining out Wednesday,

ashamed at all mineral Wednesday;

Dr. Van East Coast said “nine mint.”

As those entities, Johnson would own God,

he would own God.

 

The busiest make on the game

should toast blond a cold can;

House dying in Albion's light can see

the plain had then the plane.

 

I see the bloom on time denying

that I was enough for all;

the Albion Deity thing,

as those entities, he would own God.

 

DC Meckler, 2006

 

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