JOCK SHEL

Beyond the tempting bound of incest
We united over our lacking “L”
The love of the life experience
Made us each crawl out of a shell

Without hesitation or desire
The family became well-known
As the group near commerciality
We made that house our home

Stenciled out of student life
Copied from aging past
Taking our turns as the foreigners
Making the nation remain and last

Tripping on our uniqueness
Getting high on the solid bond
We were woven together eternally
Without the wave of a magic wand

Two posters, one brilliant, one domestic
Two activists, one singer, one jock
A mixture of complete opposites bound together:
Climbed to that cross on the rock.