© 6/26/01 Dennis L. Pickering We don’t think we can fix it That is what we have been told We must not accept statements By others that aren’t our own We can do it when we try We just have to think we can And then God will lend a hand To get us what we desire For our desires bring us bliss Upon the road which we kiss With familiarity All daylong and every dayBirth sign: Sagittarius
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