First Nephi. Chapter Three. Verse 15
I may not have the strongest faith
but I will tell you what --
when I am told it can't be done
my jaw begins to jut.
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Told I'd never be a circus clown, I barely heeded
parents, teachers, and therefore I finally succeeded.
I was told by friends and fam'ly not to serve a mission,
but why the heck would I even ever ask for their permission?
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And now I'm old and fat and poor -- abandoned by the Lord?
Not a chance, you doubting Toms -- I rattle like a gourd.
Rattle with a feisty joy that if there's one more day
granted me I'll serve the Boss in some darned better way!
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