[I’m Happy, I’m Free]

I’m Happy, I’m Free--
I just saw an angel walk over me.
She had eyes of silver, teeth of Gold--
Cloaked in black, such a beauty to behold.

I let her escape from my dungeon of creed
And finally wake she cast a Seed.--
Her arms of spangled metal; her waist of spinner’s Wool--
She jumped and then ran over my space consistent soul.

The Angel was mistaken for a girl,
quite dressed in Blue--
With what can be awakened
With the pith that heaven drew?--

Her bootstraps made of Lead,
her song lingered past note three--
What, oh what is to be said
Of a worthy man like me?

Deep inside the swivel’s world
Uphold the note of Plea--
Of a sultry sinner’s lure
Fragment of what we See.--

With wings of Pearls--
Stitched with swirls
However can this be?
Hang down the Knife,--
Suck in my strife
And virtue can be breached.