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I Can Call Spirits

John Whitworth

Oct 01 2013

1 mins

I Can Call Spirits

 

I can call spirits from the vasty deep.

I can call virgins from the arms of Jesus.

I can change piss to wine and goats to sheep.

I can make dinosaurs from pekineses.

I can send guardian angels off to sleep.

I can create spectacular diseases.

I can cause sticks to dance and stones to weep.

I can turn turds to teeth and farts to cheeses.

I am the King. I am the Superman,

But sharper suited. Ms and Miss and Mrs

Are lining up, and every one a fan

Closing her dreamy eyes to taste my kisses,

For has there ever been, since time began,

An offer that you can’t refuse like this is?

 

John Whitworth

 

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