Kingfisher's Grail Disc Ballad
Kingfisher well divined land lines,
Staves holding copper chords apart;
In hanging gardens hushed at signs,
Notes clustered choice grapes on a chart.
He spread his shepherd's parasol,
And spun it umbrella, twelve spokes,
And wheeled twelve months, sundial whole,
Jack faced up, next in line, realm folks.
He spread round Judas' silver coined,
Rounded nice, the nub, the upper:
Billhook kingmaker, curse rejoined,
Jesus framed at famous last supper.
He raised dice as blocks of babel,
The alphabet foreshadowed dyes-
Ubucud ub ruled blue table-
Then tumbled true grave soot ink dies.
He cranked around fruit machine craft
Evergreen, the tree of Knowledge,
As limes and lemons, spoke true graft,
Twigged there trunk of Eden's college.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 graft
o $10,000,000 ply
o $10,000,000 splice
{Some people believe the ancients didn't have mass
communication, but FisherKingKQJ, knowing his Arabic back to
front tingles, tangles, tickles it on grapes, graphs, graves,
on vines, sines, lines, with a snakes' forked tongue
two charts di-vines, notes as clustered grapes twigged
by divining rods on staves, hears something else through
the grapevine.}
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