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When the best is not available

The house shelters me with a thatch: A building with a terrible patch But with a good door I could latch Against foes who troubles hatch And powers only Jesus can match: The wizards not letting go their first Batch Seeking to every Living Soul catch And me specifically snatch… You see, when the best is not available I let the Available remain usable.

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