Cold Days of Cod

When Freedom Pipes take up ballade,
And Grizzled Beasts begin to prod,
Into your life so slightly odd,
So begin Cold Days of Cod

When sister wears the old facade,
Not unlike Ahmad Rashad
His brain becomes a lightning rod
And moves into Cold Days of Cod

When Pedro faced the firing Squad,
Because of crimes his soul had trod,
His heart rolled tight like paper wad,
Balled up before Cold Days of Cod

And when my head begins to nod,
From ancient drink to Serpant God
Which days you asked your brother Todd,
His slow reply... Cold Days of Cod


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