Correct our vision in the roaring twenties or maybe go blind forever
Perfect Sight By Franklin Price 01/01/2020 The year is twenty-twenty Symbolizing perfect sight Time we got corrective lenses On the left and on the right Two eyes looking forward Coming from a different face Must select the right prescription Focus on a common place Each eye is viewing differently That's very plain to me Little depth in their perception Of the scene that they both see Ben Franklin made bifocals To see both near and far He was a founding father As such, he was a star Should make use of his invention To help guide us on our way To see a common goal the same Not as blurry as today
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