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
- Fairy Land ii by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Корнилов – Зачем
- From The Long Sad Party by Mark Strand
- For The Record
- Other by Robert Creeley
- Fleckno, an English Priest at Rome poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Polyphemus poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Swimmer
- Paris
- Николай Карамзин – Меланхолия
- The Source by W. S. Merwin
- Илья Эренбург – Я так любил тебя, до грубых шуток
- The Sailor by Rabindranath Tagore
- Омар Хайям – Никто не лицезрел ни рая, ни геенны
- Don’t Ask Me Why poem – Alexander Pushkin
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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).
