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Smalltown Poets
Smalltown Poets
Prophet, Priest And King
put down my thoughts in a letter to the president
penciled and packaged with all due respect
elvis commemoratives just for effect
never heard back: you think you know a guy
wired my congrats to chuck and di some time ago
all my love to the queen
my invitation was lost in the mail
but i know i was missed when they kissed 'neath the veil
i sent a nice gift: never got a note
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but my closet's a shrine to an old friend of mine
here i talk all the time with a prophet, priest....
i pull out boxes and brooms and i gush like a groom
for it's here i commune with a prophet, priest and king
if i indeed am misperceived by some heads of state
hey, that's great
'cause i talk to a prophet who tells me the truth
and i dine with a king at my home in duluth
better yet i'm in touch with a much needed friend
who hears my confessions and pardons my sin