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Parcel of Clay

In the mail came the clay It was addressed to me they say When opened, the parcel Really stunk , Had this marvel Been untimely parcelled Address been wrong Surely there was some That didn't bong The post was contacted Since it was sent Postage pre-paid Just be content Accept it with gladness Do with it what you can Don't you understand This is for you woman It will help you into The promise land Patience is promised This is unfinished. Self control also

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