Red and White

By S.D. Sycther

Say they say they, the pictures red and white;

And fly my dreams and fly like a kite.

Say they say they, the pictures red and white.

And fly my dreams and fly like a kite.

Where the feast and the beast lies there the mighty be feat be feat.

Lies there Christ and rest is defeat.

Rising sunrise is an myth tomorrow;

 Like hungry bachelors in line of sorrow.

Where the feast and the beast lies there the mighty be feat be feat.

Lies there Christ and rest is defeat.

Oh! sorrow you he lies Oh! sorrow you cheat.

But still today happy merry happy merry happy;

Merry goes heart and lips go flappy;

Say they say they, the pictures red and white;

And fly my dreams and fly like a kite.

Say they say they, the pictures red and white.

And fly my dreams and fly like a kite.

But then the trees shall stand but erect shall be the branches;

Where shall have been you and where shall have been the tree;

And have sold you many many branches?

Then where lies the Xmas, where lies the tree?

But on this dark and a wintry night;

And me hungry in poetic flight;

Remembrance cry and slight sight sight.

Say they say they, the pictures red and white.

Say they say they, the pictures red and white.

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