Michael Bray

Author of A Time To Kill

The Cutie

There came forth a cutie
With enthused voluptuosity.
She had no where to go
Couldn’t show her the door,
Turn her out to be a whore,
So we took her in – a place to stay,
Taught her the way ‘tween night and day
And what to say
And do when there seems no way,
How in God to trust
To control that lust
And all that makes us run
After all that fun.
Yeah, we never get there
Where we really want to be
At home with him ever free
From our foolish hunt for pleasure
Resting in His everlasting treasure
We’re in the fight
It comes, day and night.

16 Sept., 2020

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