Compassion In A City Called Corpus Christi Poem by Bill Grace
Compassion In A City Called Corpus Christi
Much to my shame I have lost his name
That good dentist so long ago
In the land of Corpus Christi
Who fixed my teeth for free
And did it with such elegance and skill
He not only allowed me to keep my dignity
But proved to this poor pastor then
That men of mammon are not all men of sin
And that not all ministering to the human race
Carry the big REV. before their name's most forward place.
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