We're like chalk and cheese you and me
You are the calcium cabonate crayon
Drawing lines on the
Blackboard night sky
Teaching me my times tables
Tide times
Hand writing
The moon stroke
With the magic i
Magic finger glowing
Pointing the way
I trace your lunar digit with my own
And learn to write
In moon language
To speak in moon words
And mirror tongue
Reflections
From behind the mirror of the sun
I am the soft cheese that lies soaking in a bath
Or the hard cheese I feel when things do not
Follow my chosen path
I am holy cheese
With holes in my faith
Tell God your plans they say
And you will know he acts in mysterious ways
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