Touch Peoples Lives
Have you any bloke touched his life?
What strong force makes you a sharp knife?
Or you’d wait and idea arrives
For long starving dreams lazy drives?
And perhaps the sort who knows the much
One stands to gain from a tried touch…
Eyes have I on the Guinness Books
And, thus, no mediocrity brooks.
A lot I glimpse in everything
Very few of them common thing…
Not common The Law held A Must
And neither Man’s walked-upon dust.
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