Lack of Sight
Lack of sight,
You should be her knight,
Out peddling wood,
Oh, if I could,
Take your place,
Sense, you have not a trace
I don't understand,
How anyone in this land
Could be so blind,
Takes the stupid kind,
I guess a chance for me,
To atone you see,
For I was once as dumb,
As you seem to have become.
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