Help two birds with one will,
A thrill to commonplace grace,
To your children to aptly instil
That's not a bitter-pill with ill,
Killing two birds with a stone
Is a phrase to be left duly alone,
As it is derogatory of a feather
Flocking together to so weather.
Your will can be a way to play,
So please let your judgment lay
An egg to be fed in such a way
To be an infallible parable I say.
In the horde of loving our Lord
Is being without a cutting sword
That slashes from your tongue
To offspring and children young.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 30/07/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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