Liquid NitroJeanne of Arc - With Sisterly Love, Jennie lyrics

Dear Brother Casimir, who has always loved me most— It may not have been officially written by a reporter In the nuptials section of the Amsterdam Evening Recorder, But I indeed attended your Catholic wedding and toast As a shy valley lily next to a proud-headed k**arney rose In your bride's white bouquet, stemmed in perfect order Maidenhair fern and satin ribbon serving as my girdle Trembling with her every step towards yoking you both Our ironwood of a mother, a miracle in long blue crepe— Back on the farm, she'd never be caught in such a sheath It made me recall us all at dinner, high upon Wilde Hill So tired after tending cattle we had to fight sleep to pray To try to forget our hunger over the heady scent of yeast And know gratitude as dinner bu*ter from the morning's milk