Found Success
Found Success
Who cares when we were right or wrong
So what should we call this neat new song?
How I had been so embarrassed in Paris
Or apart just how fat can this tare us.
Suggestions keep coming in here and there
So what should be done to further compare
Each poem that to you I recently provided
Could become belligerent when I confided.
Many times continued trying to pick a name
Suddenly to me a majestic answer came
With God we constantly need His consent
When we want someone to run for President.
With audacity went for ride down autobahn
And name Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
Repeatedly popped into my monstrous head
We all eventually die and then end up dead.
By God, I always have been gladly greeted
Who thanked me for how and way I treated
My spewing guitar and song in the making
Much practice and patience should be taking.
It was on God who I have relied and relied
When with comfort in heaven want to abide
As independent for President you must run
Forget about bad things other parties have done.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
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