For your word is a lamp unto my feet.
I am on the White House’s lawn to share my views,
But do unto others as you expect then to do unto you;
For the genesis of my birth is to the world so sweet.
To the ruling elite,
And to move around the clock;
For the destruction of the poor is their poverty.
Hatred stirs up strifes and love covers up sins,
So do the right thing always oh Douglas!
For as a child is weaned, so is my sweet love towards you.

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