I have yet to sunset/ a self imposed Blue Law/ that embargoes and banditos/ any and all balladry/ on a Sunday
And I’d outline this outlawing/ but the statute enjoins/ Sabbath sharing or caring/ about any idiosyncrasies/ revealed….
and to better conceal the coming concerns of the/ weak (week)
The Scofflaw Is Willing/ But (the fresh is bleak)
poem 5 for NaPoWriMo15