| Show I TRANSFIGURATION RATION By W. W Karkin Once I was forced by cIrcumstance circumstance To enter doors of sin It was a modern hostelry Of or jazz and beer and dinI din I wondered wandered If it better far To sleep in wild beasts beast's lair Than mingle with the company campany I found assembled there Fiddles and comets cornets screamed a a. tune tun And couples sought the floor flaar As I sat lone a painted face tace Unto my side came oer Said she Im sure youre you're feeling blue Tu h S C L is Ii to LO nen neu With with wun care When Wien lo The clock clack began to whirr v And the Hour of Prayer Was brought to mn an eastern clime 31 And hostelry of old i Pl And above where shepherd r guides Called home the sheep to fold It was a charming pastoral pastoral- peace again again- When suddenly the heavens an announced A BABE had come to reign Died far away the blaring jazz Died centuries of af pain Lo Lot I Love In purity purit shines forth On earth Is crowned again J Handmaids to God Gad to God aye And unashamed and fair tail And Lo Lol m my modern madern hostelry Was lit with radiance rare I And In that light the PAINTED I FACE Lost all of af human art Seemed once ance again a baby face Destined for other part A maiden grown a bridal veil aAn An altar and anda a ring Then low law the peaceful pastoral A MOTHER lOTHER and HER and HER KING Los Los Angeles Times |