Signs of contemptible times You still dance with an arm to your side? Our hands to be empty and still Asleep on the windowsill if it be your will Is last winter's prize winning Norwegian Forest outside? Could I try on your lilac dress? Wendy band you know the rest So I take from your stare You've got a lesson in there? Well they say the Institute made A perfected replica blade for the Ancient of Days While you dial the priest I'll tell Princess to try the police We could start the 3rd World War! But then what good would scripture be for? An absence of calm in the air as the temperature fell On the new concierge at the Carriage Hotel Word has it the younger McKim girl's not well You remember that story with the mermaid and the actor? Betsy, the bones of the prophets we saw The mob throwing stones at the Bethlehem wall In grandiose tones, raising right paw In Jacques Louis David Tennis Court Oath gesture All joking aside, five fingers wide Should the bed of the bride be despair Tell your parents it's true Though I'd never physically hurt you I do know some Arabic prayers But I left what was left of my self-respect Like a Swiss army knife on the ground And a pocket of coins at the IDF checkpoint By what some call ‘the Temple Mount