Why Me Lord
Toilet paper caught my eye.
A little floatie ...... my oh my.
Why me? I wondered.What did I do?
Am I being punished for an unknown boo?
It came clear about a month later.
When I saw a confused lady named Mater.
She was scared to death she was going bllind.
Having been through it, I was awfully kind.
She hugged me tight and thanked me profusely.
So that is how the Good Lord used Me
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