Foodlecry Poem by Julia Irene Peterson Hardy
Foodlecry
Each has a choice:
To eat to live
Or gorge and die.
Salute good looks
And life and health
Or sing the Glutton's
FOODLECRY!
The Upward Way When life's clouds hang heavy
and sin is all around
Lie in the Gospel's green pastures
where the Shepherd is found
Follow Him faithfully
like a truly good sheep
That quiet waters of lasting life
will be yours to keep.
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