to the isles where Crowley and his wicked tribe did dance
to the cricket's hum and the valley of the sun
and there will be no sorrow
I'm off this world tomorrow
to the place you dream of in your dreams
where reality does not matter and the mind can scatter
and there is no sorrow
I'm off this tree tomorrow
to the barren place called Earth
and the knowledge that we have just gained is forgotten
when the angels were besmotten with our life forms and begatting
and our life became frightening
I'm off to God tomorrow
to bathe again in the heavenly love
in the warm sea beside the white mansions
of corinthian and doric pillars
and the soul is just prancing
I'm off this board tomorrow
and some will be sad and others glad
but i will miss the comradeship of a little giving and taking
and a common intrest of a love of this LC fad
and i will be a little sad
not to be part of it for a while
so i send a smile
Love to all..............Georges
