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Thank God they Broke His Mold

Thank God they Broke His Mold

     He can't even see all the ink on his body
Yet  somehow he tries to send a message
He is certainly not a fine  work of art
And he can't really deal with life's pressures 
     He stumbles about, in himself is self doubt
But his heart is plated in gold
He's got a big mouth, he'll figure things out
Thank God they broke his mold

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2023

 

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