Peace and good will
To all who chill
By words that thrill
Emotions spill
Principles drill
Perchance fulfill
Ascents uphill
With ceaseless skill
Embraced—until
Petitions shrill
Amount to nil
Save soul on grill
To repay bill
For spirit kill
Intent to mill
Man’s bitter pill
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