Well this is a poem about something,
I thought I'd write it than do nothing;
This something is something that we are all looking for,
But nobody notices the something unless the something is sure.
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Some think something is all they really need,
Others think something is something they have to read;
So is something, something we have to look to see,
Or is something something that lives on earth for free.
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I think something must be something that is very nice,
For thinking something's something is the variety and the spice;
It must be really something to know what something really is,
For when you know that something, you've solved the mighty quiz.
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So now let's look at something the something that it is,
And the something that is something a something I call his;
For something is this life of mine I give to God above,
And it's this God that I call something that gives me back his love.
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Do you think it's funny this something on the run,
The something that some think is something that has sun;
So now it's this something that is shining the one eternal light,
And that depends on something that has shone from day till night.
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Well now it's down in writing this something that you seek,
This something that is something I live through every week;
Now it's not wrong to read along when thinking about this something,
Just go your way from day to day and find the joy that it will bring.
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Signed,
God and me.
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