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Mrs. got careless with her physique
Begging the entry of other options to seek
And brother became a petty thief
If he'd stuck close to the law
He'd not be lying prostrate in the street
That old spirit embodies the least
And the least are the readily seen
In photographs taken overseas
Sister don't like being called a "she"
She must've caught the virus that'll render us all extinct
By force my means make my neighbor's ends meet
If he could give up water, he could buy something to eat
There's a good book paved in all the missing mortar
And an overpass of gold above the meek
Let not the trodden tread the apse's light in mire
Build a shower on the porch to rinse them clean
To rinse them clean
Well, that old spirit embodies the least
And the least are the readily seen
In places nowhere near me
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