One for the Road

Here’s to Pharaoh, the soul from the sun,
I give thee alcohol and us.
Sow your seeds in the sands of our calf,
This one is for Glory and it’s fun.

I give you these poems with a pun,
I’d build pyramids as a plus.
Let your blessings find those who are chaff,
and tie the feet of those who run.

For the road lead by the sound of gun,
for imbeciles we would discuss,
Let the rhyme make up on their behalf.
Let this whole be why it is done.

Here’s to Pharoah, the soul from the sun,
I give thee alcohol and us.
Sow your seeds in the sands of our calf,
This one is for Glory and it’s fun.

Ruddapoet Rudolph