Everyone desires a secure future,
an ironclad plan,
entrenched and unchangeable,
without flaws or loopholes.
This one has everything;
it cannot decrease in value,
the terms never vary,
it’s bonded against theft,
and the cost is zero.
Totally free, is that possible?
Someone already paid?
This is too good to be true.
Bring out the contract,
where do I sign?
It is the only rescue of its kind
in existence, designed
by the provider of all things,
who freely sacrificed
his most precious asset
to ransom the lost sheep.
Nothing on earth can offer
the inalterable benefits
of God's retirement plan!
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