Mad Monday. (I’m rooting for you, go Monday go!)

 

 

We Six Remained (from Getting Me Back)

If I should die before I wake…

Run little hamster,

I pray the Lord my soul to take

run as fast as you can.

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Sister, did you see the man,

the one with the bloody stone?

Brother did you feel the pain,

when the bullet hit the bone?

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Cousin did you smell the smoke,

did you lie so still and quiet?

Uncle did you hear him choke

as the flames rolled over Zion?

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Father could you hear their screams,

do they haunt you late at night?

Mother did you see their dreams

before the dreadful plight?

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A precious linctus to make me feel

Another to help me sleep

And if God can hear a dead man’s prayers,

I pray my soul to keep.

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Now I lay me down to rest

among the torn and drained

where millions died beneath the crest

yet, we six remained.

August is Hell and That’s Just Peachy

Did you know August is  National Peach Month?

The first thing(s) that came to mind when I read the notification was:

Ham’s Orchard – a peach orchard not far from here that sells peach ice cream as well as a hundred other things; The Peach Orchard Ogre – a short story I wrote years ago, and August Wolf – another story.

What do these things have in common?

Nothing other than giving you a glimpse at how my mind works, a lame promo and a reason to say, “August is hell and that’s just peachy.”

Oh, and the GIF is kind of cute too.