I Spit Roses

The captain is sea
In the moonlight the same
The ship all himself
Rose Spitter the name
A high mutiny
Submerged down and under

Shake shack left you in shock
Shed poison with a lover’s lock
All hands wound and fraught
Blow the dark – that we thought!

I spit roses
I spit

Shake shack, ring the bell!
Pretty petty, they shall swell!
Swell kid-like; kid-like squeak
Was it a trick or was it treat?

I spit roses
I spit

The captain is sea
In the moonlight the same
Reflex us and him
He blurts karma, no sin
The tall one astute
The ginger all things
To all men he’s kind
A split heart from mind
I spit roses and thank
Oh, the boat we thought sank!

I spit roses
I spit roses
I spit roses
I spit roses
Roses

I spit roses
I spit roses
(Wall to wall, pillar to post)
(I’m back at the task that I love most)
Roses
(Wall to wall, pillar to post)
(I’m back at the task that I love most)
Roses
(Wall to wall, pillar to post)
(I’m back at the task that I love most)
Roses

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