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Handsome pie
To place trust in Him some hate
Loyalty of human put to waste
Neither do I, in supreme hands
But belief does keep us in sane lands
Some will tell you world is dark
Even crossed by Satan's mark
Wait I not for Him to intervene
But do His thoughts keep many clean
Depend I not for Him to deliver
Yet I thank a generous giver
Legs to walk, passions in quiver
Torment of tears, cold to shiver
Beauty of this enduring river.
Lose your faith when, wish to die
Think inside then, handsome pie,
A different taste in every slice
Live your virtue feed your vice.
Loyalty of human put to waste
Neither do I, in supreme hands
But belief does keep us in sane lands
Some will tell you world is dark
Even crossed by Satan's mark
Wait I not for Him to intervene
But do His thoughts keep many clean
Depend I not for Him to deliver
Yet I thank a generous giver
Legs to walk, passions in quiver
Torment of tears, cold to shiver
Beauty of this enduring river.
Lose your faith when, wish to die
Think inside then, handsome pie,
A different taste in every slice
Live your virtue feed your vice.
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