STING

Send forth the dews, Wash up the stains With the dews For they're your dues, Wash up the stains, For your dues is the dew For the disdain. Look not in their eyes.. In, lies deceit and torts. Stare not in their greasy treasures; In lies The wolf sheep with flimsy empathy for our groaning. The sting we must But send like dust; The dues of our dews. We must Not fiddle away but Stick sanely to send the sting ! The venomous sting. The search on the perpetual Hills of the outlaw's We must ,but send the venomous sting; The dues of our dews .