A Woman From Judea Poem by Pierre Rausch

She lay there encoded in those burst of color
From the angle of the picture
A woman from Judea
Who held the cam coder

The sky was overcast
A memory to spur
The seizure of the coffee farm
From the pilgrims around her

A woman from Judea
A shrewish tune swirling away
A woman from Judea
The first person who's heard of this

A woman from Judea
A shrewish tune swirling away
A woman from Judea
The first person who's heard of this

The comfort of your own life
Feel the hotter blast
Skin care, the next millennium
That emancipated beauty

A woman from Judea
A shrewish tune swirling away
A woman from Judea
The first person who's heard of this

A woman from Judea
A shrewish tune swirling away
A woman from Judea
The first person who's heard of this

Happy Judea, Happy Judea
Happy Judea, Happy Judea