From a Tribe To a Geek

(Written slumbering on morning bus for work, Wednesday, January 5, 2011. Could be sung to tune "From a Jack to a King" with Ned Miller.)

From a Tribe to a Geek
Whenever Rosenletter
wants to speak
They were so Jolly in
their common Shriek
And I was One with You

From the Start to the end
From cold Agnostic to a
Reverend
They knew the answers,
they were heaven sent
And I am Two Without You

***
And If the Tide
will turn
I´ll be walkin´ some day
beside you
And If the Tide
will turn
There´s a wrinkle
round your eye
***

From a Clown to a Priest
from holy chatters
to the Golden beast
Your Grandma is so
recently deceased
And they´ll be Three
without Me
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