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A Tire | ||
| If I were a simple tire I could many folks inspire, Rolling onward every day Whether smooth or rough the way. Through the rain and mud I'd go, Even though the way be slow. Thanks to my resiliency I could well a cushion be, Making rougher places plain To relieve the shock and strain. With God's help I'd keep my air And be happy anywhere. | ||
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