The beds are prepared, the sheets are tucked, the pillows pressed by angels hands
How resplendent, amazing, stupendous
There is none a cobweb to speak of not etch or marking in carpet or wall
Glorious, effervescent, stupendous
Not a man without grace, nor a woman without face
No excrement of tongue nor that born of bowel
Marvelous, brilliant, stupendous
No dirt outside or in, Nothing soiled,
Nothing dim nor light, only transparent and bright
Not a single blight
Astounding, remarkable, incalculable,
Stupendous, stupendous, stupid-pendous
A collection of poems and musings by a rookie poet and constant dreamer - J.O.S.H
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