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Well once I was a stone and many years ago
Into a pool I was thrown, a many years ago.
Time passed by, the pool ran dry, escaped was i.
And tempered the beat came a fiery heat,
By the aim of a man, who's name was dann, dann the blacksmith.
Well once I was a sword, a many years ago.
And my blade was broad, a many years ago.
Worn my pride, in a battle I'd ride at a warrior side.
And I cut and I killed and was lost in the field,
And soon did rust, and corrode to dust, oh my.
Well and once I was a daisy, a many years ago.
In pastures green and lazy, a many years ago.
But I was hit by goat who fell in the moat, and forgetting to float
He sunk like a lead and stayed until dead,
But was relieved to find, oh lord, just how kind it all was.
Well and once I was a grub, a many years ago.
And I lived in blood red mud, a many years ago.
But on the very first noon I became a cocoon that resembled a prune.
When the good work was done in the warmth of the sun.
I shed my skins, and dried my wings, and I flew away.
Well and once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival.
And once I was a carp and lived in waters on the mantle.
And once I was a man of earth, quoting verses from the bible,
Said I played them all, I played them all, st. luke.
Well and once I was a mule, a many years ago.
But my master he treat me cruel, a many years ago.
By and by I was sick, couldn't move to his kick, so he took out a stick
And hit it right 'cross my back with an almighty crack,
And to his dismay, I passed away, into the blue.
Then I was born a human baby, a many years ago.
Well I remember I was born unto a lady, a many years ago.
All our hopes they were found on the back of a child
that turned out to be wild.
Sent the devil a prayer and caused the pope to swear.
So I took my leave, to lie and plead, on my way to jail.
Well I've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor.
I've known good times and disaster.
Oh but now I've found a teacher, and the teacher has a master,
And the master is perfection, so he helps us get there faster.
Oh it don't need no proof,
because that's the truth, and I'll drink to that.
submitted on September 7th, 2011
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