From the heart. From the hearth. From the holy spirits
of peace and joy. Marching. Marching. Marching. Stomping. Stomping.
Stomping.
The hearty. The pure. The true. The good. The good season. Celebrate. Marching, marching, marching.
Flags
waving. Music blaring. Freedoms flowing. Heels stomping. Fists
punching the wind. The flight must go on. The fight must go on. And
on. And on.
Introspection. Fond introspection. The flowering of
the tender folk. The season in the sun. Selfless pride for self
loving pride.
The tender and the good are to be saved and protected. They are our tender. Our good. The good good.
The
warmth of the season brings home the fiery need for all redemption.
The fires of the free to be and ruin must be free to be and ruin. The
devil must be ruined. Hate the devil. Hate all the little devils.
Hither and yon. Up and down. All around. Out and in. Hate the din.
Hate the sin. Hate the blasphemy.
From the heart. From the hearth. From the holy spirits of peace and joy.
Marching. Marching. Marching.
In the grace of God.
The devils you know. That's what heels are for.
Marching. Marching. Marching.
Stomping. Stomping. Stomping.
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