Oprah - Poem by Carol Paris
Go and tell it on the mountain
That Oprah is a true life fountain.
Watch for her and be sure not to loose ground.
Because she's magnificent and truly profound.
The ships are sailing when she's around.
How could one woman make all that she does so sound.
Guess what, it's the Lord Jesus who has given her this crown.
When the heavens open up, there she will be found.
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