A Stray Man
A Stray man came waddling by, not from the ground nor from the sky. He was very strange by his appearance, ( thought all the men that wandered around) "But wait," said a boy. this man is 5ft 4 and is very shy, for let him lie and wait for the sun to shine. All the men came to see, that he was a follower of Thee. I am no burden, nor a thief; just an old wandering Priest. I love the Lord with all thine heart, don't have heist upon me. A man you've never met. My dirty cloths don't tell thine heart. For let me be your friend, and follow me to Thee.
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