If "hope" is the word that you heard
Then you'll know that the word is absurd
For "hope" in the hands of a pol
Is nothing but sweet sounding gall
When this is the day that you face
And you're in that audaciousy place
Take a long breath and relax....
One, two, three, four, five, six, and...
Calm.
He isn't the lord of your life, now is he?
Nor the love of your wife, noshizzy!
So live with the hope that is real
And rejoice and be glad, and kneel...
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