Brotherton So once in every year we throng Upon a day apart To praise the Lord with feast and song In thankfulness of heart.
Admitting errors clears the score and proves you wiser than before.
Oh the saddest of sights in a world of sin Is a little lost pup with his tail tucked in!
Admitting error clears the score and proves you wiser than before.
The porcupine whom one must handle gloved may be respected but is never loved.
Amoebas at the start were not complex -They tore themselves apart and started sex.
