be

She's like a major sunbeam
Within a silken daydream
There's a lot that she's seen
But nothing like a shared dream

In crepe-flat fields of hemlock
Roams the ghost of good luck
You have concerns and are stuck
You try to learn and are struck

The holly bright as V-Day
Our figures light as mid-May
Angelic light from some bay
Entangled right where you stay

Upon these trees grow gumdrops
Around these arbors, no locks
To most, this teaching outlawed
But all you have's a good start

Disciples good n' plenty
Their flavors stiff, untrendy
They are the Knights of Wendy's
They have the right to just be



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Dipietro
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