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He's well advanced in years
Yet we still hear the persistent cry
"Bring back old John"

Now he's ninety nine
Taught us tan,sine and cosine
Geometry,algebra and calculus

Yes the queen's language and science
He fought many wars,lots of rivers,seas and streams he crossed

Never did he encounter a loss

All wounds he sought to heal,tending the young,infants and old
Mending torn hearts


He preached righteousness, Christ,salvation and love

Old John would discipline enforce



He left a mark upon the sands of time
He shined atop the darkest mountains,valleys and the hills

He brought many to the scene of the world's glory,
To the realms of celebration,appreciation and recognition


"United let's stand for divided we might fall,"

Old John still re -echoes

Now he's feeble,weak,aged,

Dim in sight
Yet we need him


We need him to place a pat upon our shoulders and our backs,
To smile broadly,encourage us and say,

"Stay put brethren,kinsmen and folks

Until the bell finally tolls
For success let's labour,
wealth and for advancement,




Let's uplift the nations from oppression,greed and want
Let's join hearts to fight for what is right
People of all sects,races and creed"

From life's precipice
The clarion calls
Bring back old John
Thus many more generations he may serve

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