As I head off to pillow land I leave these for you.

Bone Chills

When the gentle wind blows
Bone chills begin creeping in
You prepare for eternal night
To pay for each and every sin

The gatekeeper knows the answer
To the only question left behind 
A final judgement of absolution
But you must explore your mind

By the paths you have travelled
Do you deserve everlasting peace
Embrace the truths of the journey
And then you can rest at ease

On the Corner

A clown car rolled to a slow stop
Out jumped two big footed cops
A bright red nose upon one's face
The other tripped over his shoelace
Then ten more out of the car hopped

Blessed Again

Thousands of ovens sitting at 375
Houses smelling like sweet tater pie
Bountiful love shared from the heart

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