Those silly souls who never listen
may well have two connections missin'.
We of the council to advise
are cognizant and realise
it's in the wind that we are pissing.

However, there is one whose deeds
though swaying in the breeze like beads,
may be excused without a thought
declared for unimportant, naught,
a heart that's pledged...it never bleeds.

Herbert Nehrlich 2

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