Poetry

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OUT IN GOD'S FREE FRESH AIR'DO US MANKIND GIVE A CARE COMBINE SOME
LINES LIKE STRINGS OF TIME,WALK THROUGH A WOOD TREE'S ARE SO GOOD
THEIR FRUITS THEY SHOULD,SOME DREAMS WALK DOWN STEP LANE INTO
SHANDON STREET MAIN,HAVE SOME FLUID FROM A COW AND A ROCKY CAKE
WOULD TUPPENCE NOW IT BUY IT NOW,I DOUBT THAT VERY MUCH SOMEHOW,
FROM A COUNTRY HILL TUMBLE DOWN AT YOUR WILL AT THE END BATHE AWAY,
THE FARMER IS NOT THERE TO-DAY REALITY WILL SHOW THE ROAD ITS LOAD,
FIND YOUR FACE AT ANY PLACE IN THE RAIN FIND A DOOR GIVES SHELTER
MORE,SHOE'S MAY LEAK MAKE A DASH HOME FIRE SEEK,MAY BE OLD GOOD
THOUGHT'S NEVER COLD,AS REFLECTION'S DO NOT PASS AWAY FOR ANY
PADDY;RIP OR THIS OLD J. AND A;AND ALL OF THOSE WHO PRAY,GOD TELL'S
US WHEN WE CAN FIND OUR TRUE HOME IN HIM;AMEN.
Joe.

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