In that time when Revereware
Might have meant something to the public
The president of that company told this story:
During the great depression he owned a gas station
Business was not good
He washed the windshield of every car
Perhaps it was one block perhaps four
A lot of early morning windshields
On a gratuitous compass rose
His business turned successful.
Yesterday a call from 'Curves'
A personal touch for sure
An honorable formula for success.
Some things just don't change
Government can't solve it all.
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