Move me br You heavens appear br And earth to stand on br And I will take the short route br To a happiness gathers you under sleeve. br br Move me br You always turn to pragmatism's br Wily empiricism br And I will open depths to whim. br br Allay frowns we fracture. br Lay-in of taxes great for the br Weaning-off of luxurious liberty br Where they have taken dollars from us br And speed justice here. br br In the then fine adherence crafted, br say how protistan and extremophile br Are cousin br And the while reign, grab halter br Set the jab is not a spear. br br End with `Dragon' gone too far afield br Move me and I will, br But send Id driven helms to steer br And run the rivers with. br Do not subject this eerie tale; br Are seen in tandem, fill! br br Copyright 2002 Joe Duvernay. All rights reserved.