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Poem Number 811
As rich as Santa
and as hopping mad as the easter bunny
I thought you's come into my life
only to be tossed into the bush
tar baby & brass knucles in tow
i hope one day to see
everything i can be
and everything i need
i need gods miracle touch
please give back my life
god i really need my sight
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