Friday, May 15, 2009

When We're Together

Whatever the fates may conspire
When we're together, there's no need to perspire.
We're a team, and together, we fight to win,
And we will do that from end to begin.

There are many folks out there
Wolves with sheep's hair,
Who'd just as soon rob you blind,
But they're not of our kind.

We're gentle, we're nice,
Like cold refreshing ice.
We're nice, we're gentle,
Like a bowl of rice and lentil.

And whenever the world gets too big to carry,
We need to realize it's a burden we do share-y.
And just as much as I can carry your fetter,
I know that the two of us can carry it together.

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