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What We All Already Know
What We All Already Know About our world, what we all know the best Is directions are north, south, east and west With one which is opposite of the other; Like this one would God actually make another? Suppose if God with all of His great powers Had made some other world looking like ours What would he make that were differences? Without worrying about added expenses. Making people who will pray every day To me, would be an exact, perfect way That can take a load off a person's mind And pass salt, please try to be so kind. That is what our world is comprised of Someone who is looking or a lot of love After searching in each nook and cranny Ending up with feeling that is uncanny. Maybe to other world our love left and went Which is why God His only Son has sent Who we are to believe in and truly treasure Save us from sins that are beyond all measure. When Christ died each case was closed On ours, other world was super-imposed And this time on nothing did God skimmish Even sent His Son born without one blemish. (Maybe skimmish should be skimpish.) We still wonder why, how, where and what God could have done with all of the glut I heard a rumor mentioned by word of mouth It all ended up somewhere in the south. James Hideous Fastidious Horn
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