A Reply to Eddie Gibbons
¶ 1
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For all the Trophies in your Room,
Or fabled wealth of Croesus.
For all the flowers that in Spring bloom,
Or boundless love of Jesus.
For all the fish that fill the seas,
Or cotton in the fields.
For all the fruit ripe on the trees,
Or wisdom study yields.
For all the coffee in Brazil,
Or grain stored in the barn.
For all the oil in the well,
Or butter in the churn.
For all the grapes upon the vine,
Or stars that shine at night.
For all the coal deep in the mine,
Or precious bragging rights.
For all the Aces in the pack,
I’d not change places with you, wack.
Though some may find it hard to grasp,
I’m proud to be a Blue.
For all the tea in China vast,
I’d not want to be you!
¶ 2
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2/2/06
Denys E. W. Jones
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