On Ah Nice Breezy Day
On ah nice breezy day, as I lay on my bed and pray, there was no one to play with. But I often find myself feeling a lazy; and sometimes I think it's crazy to feel that way. But anyway, as I lay here, thinking all crazy, and feeling all lazy, one thing that is for certain is this, I am glad about and not sad about is this, that the Good Lord had made a way, this day for me to enjoy his sweet and wonderful breeze, without me having to show my cheese (smile) and also my cheek and to say please just to experience his beautiful and wonderful breeze.
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