The Wonderfully Unpredictable Solids of 'Mr Calavicci'
damona and i write a book
everyday is not the same
whether we are under the sun
whether we are in the rain
we choose to help others who are in pain
the smiles that we inspire help us to cope
when we make a day better for someone, it makes our day
the situation of damona and i is never the worst
God is the Ultimate Tour Guide
He says to call him Mr. Calavicci
what Mr. Calavicci shows damona and i so broadens the spectrum of our walk
the things that we complain about are rather quite minuscule each time we hear phrases called 'talk'
we continue our walk with Cherished Charity now as a Central Theme
paying it forward is the hippest trip, a vacation like a dream
damona with her blueblack tongue and i in my hat of the day
walk on to the next place Mr. Calavicci guides us....a Renewed Purpose in vast array
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