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God Made Me This Way!

I know that you say, It’s not fair, That I have long hair Well, don’t hate. I say, God made me this way, hey! I know that you say, She thinks she knows, So much. I say with yourself, You’re out of touch. I say that God gave me, These abilities Before I could think About elementary Or imagine earning A college degree. So whatever method, You use, You can’t shake me. Well, don’t hate. I say, God made me this way, hey! I know that you say, She thinks she’s so musical And she sings everything, Positivity from your voice, Should ring instead, Of so much negativity. Make the right choice. That’s God the real source Of your gifts Or forever wish That you were someone else. Let Him deal with the Hand of gift cards that You’ve been dealt. With whatever you’ve been Made to do You’ll look like an actor doing it So to all of you who say, She moves and sings, Like she was born, On a Broadway musical. I told you what to do It’s up to you Well, don’t hate. I still say, In a positive way, God made me this way, hey! wrote 6-13-10

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Date: 6/14/2010 4:27:00 PM
Although I'm not a religious person, and some would say a staunch atheist, I really enjoyed this poem, very witty with sharp prose, thanks for the upload. Regards, Gavin.
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