POEM: That Hire Power

Sometimes when I due things my weigh, it just leads me back to the eternal truth that things work out better when I employ awe.

That Hire Power

That hire power
Put me on
Notice
Halve it my weigh
A small Jōb
Alight wait
Fore whom shall I send
That cache in heaven
Mysteriously helled
Back
Just as I AM
Employing awe the while

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