"Come on smile., for love is never far when you seek with your heart Ah, life is not but queer, thoughts that mushroomed all year
Humility is my virtue belief but my armor make this life but queer thoughts that mushroomed all year
Pray, to be guided to the lining silver or gold, from the dark cloud mining what, this is life, not queer thoughts that mushroomed all year
Live, and smile with joy and happiness laugh often when the tears are on the rim wipe that queer, for that is no life thoughts that mushroomed all year
Those that are fortunate give rest on their shoulder thou my friend can use often
For I share what I have most ... rest all is mystery at best...."
