The School of Precision
We need those who keep us precise
Like the Swiss clocks and chimes
And engines so nice,
Oiled, clean and shiny at all times.
We want to be sharp and admired
By hones people who love us,
Be in precision and never tired!
We can see it as a blessing
To increase and perfect our powers
To serve God and confessing
All honor to be given
In the School of Precision
His will on earth, as in Heaven
Will be the right decision!
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