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Lin
GOOD AND BAD
We all have two of these, you see,
There's good and bad in you and me.
Which one today, am I to be?
From heaven above, let it be thee.
We hope the good will win the day.
With high ideals, will show the way.
But sometimes, things don't go so well,
And outlaws do within us dwell.
I hate to let them start to roll,
I'm actually just an innocent soul.
Why won't they leave me all alone?
You'd think they were my altar clone.
I try so hard to just be still,
Cause lives highways, seem all up hill.
They rant and rave, with all there will.
Till all around, They get their fill.
I'm actually such a sweet young thing,
They'll not get by with being king.
I'll not let them let out a peep,
I'll fix the beasts; I'll go to sleep.
A new day dawns, so fresh and bright,
And thank the Lord, I'm not uptight.
When I awake, the others there,
I thank the Lord, I do declare
LLindaLinda LaRae Adsitt
copyright 1998
inda
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