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This is a quick story of a sad life doing a good deed. |
| A baby is born So beutiful and pure But born in a field of corn And has a disease that can't be cured The parents work hard To pay off the depts Hoping to get a wild card To quiet the dying babies fits The baby survives its own birth And lives on through its years But in an orphanage it lives in the south Because his parents running out of money was what they feared He lived slow and steady Getting good grades in school But he remains depressed and unhappy Becaused his medical condition makes him look like a fool When he graduated Many were glad His parents were watching as he did His final work for his college grad. He lives through his life Going through minimal wage He thinks about stabbing himself with a knife As he suffers from his own phage When he was fifty two He saved a baby As the car came towards it, nobody had a clue But he expressed his own sympathy As god gave him just the cue All have their own purpose that won't always be fun Whether easy or tough The hard part is getting it done The difficulty of the job can be some pretty hard stuff |