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Holy Wisdom's Cartwheels

Once upon a time, God's Daughter Sophia (a/k/a Hagia Sophia, or Holy Wisdom) looked around the world, and saw, much to Her consternation, that improvement in the status and treatment of women and children, and respect for the natural environment, was not progressing nearly as quickly as She would like to see happening. So one day, She went online, and behold, She downloaded a virus site into God's Central Hard Drive (THE most important and powerful hard drive in the Entire Universe!); and almost immediately, things on Earth began going completely haywire. Birds took over corporations, animal species demanded equal representation on international councils, and grandmothers and their grandchildren assumed the leadership of entire countries. The whole conventionally accepted "Natural Order of Things" was turned completely upside-down, inside-out, and every which way but loose. And we all lived happily ever after...

Words and Music 2002 by Karen I. Olsen

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I awoke high in the morning, and I saw the dolphins play,
Watched the gray whales escape the spears at noon.
Jephtha's daughter paged me, said she spurned her father's pyre,
And the weddings all are canceled as of June.

And we'll go no more unwilling, walk no more with downcast eyes;
We can whistle up the winter storms and rain.
Now we're birthing what we will, and snake-dancing by the sea,
And young Deachtaire is roaming on the plains of Meath again.
And young Deachtaire is roaming on the plains of Meath again.

No need to wound your babies in the name of God or man;
Give the wrecking crews three hours to desist.
The permits were erased that kept us off the Harbor Steps,
And we made love with Peace and Justice when they kissed...
(Chorus)

Now the species cast their lots to see which rules the world this week,
While dictators are preserved in glacial ice.
Our grandmas run the governments, and Congress swarms with cats,
And a kid named Faye has won the White House twice...
(Chorus)

Now widows drive the Taliban through Kabul's streets in drag,
And all the courts have nesting seagulls at the helm.
The CEO of Microsoft just laid her seventh egg,
And most of Texas is an oceanic realm...
(Chorus)

How quiet are the suits tonight, how merry is the dance,
Since Holy Wisdom turned her Daddy on his head.
See, she shorted out his hard drive with a holy virus site,
While singing Celtic metal fit to wake the dead...

And we'll go no more unwilling, walk no more with downcast eyes.
We can whistle up the winter storms and rain.
Now we're birthing what we will, and snake-dancing by the sea,
And young Deachtaire is roaming on the plains of Meath again.
And young Deachtaire is roaming on the plains of Meath again.

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