The Upper Moon (Drac)ul (VIII)

[Haazbeen (李)]

To serve, not the "Word," the Unclean 3ird.

"You were!" I'm 3rd, thru the grapevine, you heard.

The (War)lock, to lock, to lock your (g)od in a box.

The Neteru Bird Tribe, to measure in knots.

The high tide, the Moon, as in A(ll)ah, now move.

Confused on the Blue Clues, the (An)zu who knew.

The Serphadic Jew, who removes the one of dust.

Beneath the Earth's crust is the (G)od you trust.

"The slothful man saith, There is a lion in the way; a lion is in the streets,"

(Proverbs 26:13).