All In All Poem by Madrason .

We need the odd to meet the ends
we need the beauty still pretends
we need the ‘ugly' helping hands
for in all we shall and will find friends
the flower laughs upon the eyes
the showers' sudden sprinkling whys
the lives and let dies
no limits in the sky's
the air we breathe is theirs to greet
we all suckle life from her gracious breasts
cuddled and spoiled another moments rest;
we need the odd to meet the ends
we need the beauty still pretends
we need the ‘ugly' helping hands
for in all we shall and will find friends. M