A.k.a. fun with mondegreens ~ GDH
Oil of the deli cat
Oil of the deli cat, hush of errands…
Oil over doll-eyed dead triplet trilling laugh…
Eight aches, us faraway, two other lands…
Sheikh hisses oft, splitting my sullen half.
Oil of the funny-lit hallways her love unfurls…
And all ways, still the end, isle of my girl.
If then dust storms, and hark! Loud sighs hold meet…
And I am below, no wait is not for long…
In doorways, islands queer lie at her feet…
For never can my hearts come past, hereon.
Hands over love, we laugh and cheer and sing…
And all ways wilt, ill reapers do a sin.
I, through a wait, a day, a sigh
I, through a wait, a day, a sigh. Of their one-way aim, I wholly fell unto a holy neighbour. Lo, to find the exit empty, ashen came, no key in hand. Eying sword gladly, this eyeless token tore all up. Here, upset, was me who went, no kin gone estranged, hours haunting. Too loose, the key un-entering, wanting. To be lost…
