Love Makes The World Go Round

Love Is A Many Splendid Thing,

Can’t you hear the voices, as the angels sing?

They’re singing the same and continual song,

“Love Makes The World Go Round”.

So while everyone in D.C. is creating laws to benefit just a few,

I have something in store, (not for everyone) but, you’ll find out when I am through.

I’m right here in your very own town,

No need to blink or look around,

Just listen to a very familiar sound.

The sound is your own, individual voice,

You better start doing what’s right, you have a choice.

My son is at home, (he calls it his crib) but, he’s never alone,

Rose (that’s his daughter) keeps him warm, she’s in his heart and also up here with me, on my throne.

My son and I have “an unbreakable connection”,

When he returns to heaven, we’ll have a marvelous reception.

Let me make this absolutely, positively and explicitly clear,

Take your time and clean “ALL” the wax out of both your ears.

I’m here, with you all,

So prepare for your name to be called.

When your name is called, you know exactly what to do,

I’m sure none of you are ready for someone to visit the pew.

They’ll be coming to see you, to pay their final respects,

You’ll be at peace, you’ll be at rest.

You all had better start doing your jobs, which is to make laws, for everyone,

Or I’m going to start doing something here, the one who will finish it, is my son.

I’m blazing a path for him to follow,

But the road is never hollow.

I am 100% spirit and, “I’VE ALWAYS BEEN EVERYWHERE”,

But for some reason, you all defile my name all the time; you just don’t care.

As my son would say, “O-Kee-Dokey”,

I’m about to light a fire under you all, (I do that to Mini-Me constantly) that’s why he calls me, “Smokey”.

Where there’s smoke, there’s fire,

Better decide, who’s law is higher.

Man’s law; God’s law.

Time for you to choose.

I Am God,

And I Never Lose!

Your Father

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