Don’t cancel my life
Yes, I’ve had some strife
I’ve tried to do good
Never in a bad mood
I’ve spoken well of others
Opened doors for the mothers
I did cuss one time
At some poet’s bad rhyme
We both later laughed
At my innocuous gaff
Now I stand at the door
Wishing I’d lived more
The supreme one let me in
Saying my son you did not sin
Welcome to your new life
Here you’ll never feel strife
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