Living a life filled with purple while others don't understand.
I speak and I speak but to deaf ears does my words fall for they cannot understand.
I might as well be talking to a brick wall for it goes in one ear and out the other.
No wonder I feel like screaming I can't get any competent person to understand.
That this disease I have is driving me to my whit's end.
But I have one source of hope, one well of eternal comfort.
One who understands my pain and frustration.
For on the cross He bore my sin, sickness, shame, and pain.
Yes, it's Jesus Christ the Lord above who gets me through these trying days.
I must confess that if it weren't for the Lord I don't know where I'd be today for He keeps me sane in the midst of these prickly thorns and snares I wade throughout the day.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Ode To A Smurf
Ode To A Smurf "as poet smurf would say"
Ode to a smurf who spends their day smurfing around through the forest yon
Living in a tiny village somewhere throughout this world
Ode to a smurf in their smurfy blue forms.
Ode to a smurf whose must escape Gargamel's clutches
And let us not forget Azrael too.
This nasty twosome always trying to smurf nap those cute little blues.
Ode to a smurf and a smurfy life in a mushroom all their own
From Smurfette, to Papa, to Hefty, Handy, Poet, Wild, and Baby too
But lets not forget those cute little smurflings that smurfs along too.
Ode to a smurf in a smurfy world all their own
Living and singing melodies from dawn till dusk
Helping one another like the rest of the world should.
Oh ode to a smurf my favorite little blue creatures
Three apples high unless their smurflings then only two
Ode to these little smurfs who smurfs a smurfy life throughout their whole smurfy world.
Ode to a smurf and as a smurf may say
Smurf this, smurf that, smurf, smurf, all the day
Smurfilicous, smurferrific, smurftacular even, lets smurf and be smurfy for all our smurfy days.
Ode to a smurf who spends their day smurfing around through the forest yon
Living in a tiny village somewhere throughout this world
Ode to a smurf in their smurfy blue forms.
Ode to a smurf whose must escape Gargamel's clutches
And let us not forget Azrael too.
This nasty twosome always trying to smurf nap those cute little blues.
Ode to a smurf and a smurfy life in a mushroom all their own
From Smurfette, to Papa, to Hefty, Handy, Poet, Wild, and Baby too
But lets not forget those cute little smurflings that smurfs along too.
Ode to a smurf in a smurfy world all their own
Living and singing melodies from dawn till dusk
Helping one another like the rest of the world should.
Oh ode to a smurf my favorite little blue creatures
Three apples high unless their smurflings then only two
Ode to these little smurfs who smurfs a smurfy life throughout their whole smurfy world.
Ode to a smurf and as a smurf may say
Smurf this, smurf that, smurf, smurf, all the day
Smurfilicous, smurferrific, smurftacular even, lets smurf and be smurfy for all our smurfy days.
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