Liberty's Sparkle (13)

   
   "Liberty's Sparkle (13)"
   
"I am not dead!  I am not dead!"
Next, did Tom think of the sophomoric movie dubbed TED;
Indeed, chicken salad and a checkout girl's buttocks seem the fruits of life divine,
Yet what soul wants to merge the Holy Spirit into suicide-swarming swine?
And did Christ not offer that only against the Holy Spirit is the unforgivable sin?
Thus, embrace the Good Ghost and hope your local hockey team, on the ice, does win.
We all got the mystic mojo to deliver pizza and drink beer,
Yet what soul tames the sinister pride that reflects our inner fear?
Moreover, a cancerous region in the brain,
Or a tumor that cannot be mollified or have a tame
Into the shrink of a Moon waning bad things gone, very long;
Next, the little wax of something that spawns an illuminating birth into something strong.
"Hell," might the cowboy ponder as since Staubach they did squander,
Yet UCLA bred and fed, doing the money launder;
Hence, everything was cool for Tom, but he wouldn't have sex
With Faye's offensively yet sweet offer of a rock and roll hex;
Alas, his heart broke for Liberty--
The one golden girl, surely able to set his inner strength free.