Here is wisdom.
Let him that hath understanding count the number
of the beast: for it is the number of a man;
and his number is Six hundred threescore and six.

#667 – Neighbor I am of the Beast…

I do live next door to the beast,

Well that’s what he told me at least,

Long horns and a pointy tail,

That’s how he started this his tall tale…

No air conditioning in his house,

High heat did cook the resident mouse,

Fire he does from his lips espouse,

Hate it when that happens, he does all the time grouse…

#665 he thinks is kind of cute,

She is part horse and plays a lute,

What do I look like you ask?

Well to be honest, I try to, about that, stay kind of mute…

You don’t have to worry,

Cause he is no way in a hurry,

To move out of our neighborhood,

He has told me that most places he has lived,

Well, the neighbors for some reason just misunderstood…

          © ed ~ 4/26/05