Poem -
Soluble
Work in the mold
Bills fold in the billfold
Till gold like sun rays
Am I there yet, I know
Just a little bit further we go
And we grow to bestow
Friendship aboard a broad view
Forgiveness commended
Join in as demanded
Supply the right anthem
And I am yours to command it.
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