Poetry

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WHEN THERE IS NOT MUCH TOO WRITE,THINK OF THE DAY AND ALSO THE
NIGHT.THE DAY CANNOT BE LATE,AND THE NIGHT DO HAVE TO WAIT WHEN
MORNING TURNS TO NOON,THIS IS MAY SITS NEXT TOO JUNE AS THE DAYLIGHT SLIPS AWAY THE EVENING COULD HAVE LOT'S TO SAY,IF WORD'S
WERE IN A MIXER TIME MAY BECOME THEIR FIXER,SHOULD PEN AND INK
THEN TURN AND SAY AM LIFE'S ELIXER,BLESS US ALL HOW HOUR'S DO FLY
NOW EVENING'S NIGH,WITHIN THE DARK IS THAT HIDDEN SPARK SUBSTITUTE
FOR GOD'S SUN EACH DAY,AND OF COURSE HIS ONLY SON DID RISE FROM
THE DEAD,CAN FORGIVE OUR SIN'S ANY NIGHT OR DAY,AMEN I PRAY.
Joe.

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