the Victory Lap



On a galactic tour, the Award Tour of sorts.

With the King's Court, and to make the drug deal.

We're right on time, this the Soul for Real.

And I swear for now, this is one of the last seals.


Having to for real, "For real?" Is this for real?

And we witnessed the prisoner and his last meal.

Now on to the Next, the T-Rex, but not the car wreck.

And we glorify Yahweh on the Hollywood Set.


Two Witness and raise the dead, to love bug the above.

To love thy neighbor, the shoulder shrug, to shrug off the heat.

And we at the Queen's Table, time to take a seat.

And we discuss how the strong shall always rule the weak.

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