Infirm
Everybody here
is infirm.
Everybody here is infirm.
Oh. Mend me. Mend me. Lord.
Today I
say to them
say to them
say to them, Lord;
look! I am beautiful, beautiful with
my wing that is wounded
my eye that is bonded
or my car not funded
or my walk all a wobble.
I'm enough to be beautiful.
You are
beautiful too.
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