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Lord make us truely Gracefull
I'll let you say your Grace That's how Gracious I Am
But it's an atheist house as you know the pecking order does not allow Bretheren from Plymouth to espouse a belief that anchors us fast a hundred years back in the past.
But Granpa wore a rustic coat Of finely hand loomed wool, turned by country spinners, burnished brown by garden herbs
Tidily woven and sturdily stitched Craftsmanship all the way Quality that lasts and lasts and lasts all the live long day
"For what we are about to recieve" "Lord make us truely thankfull"
I'd like to hear him elaborate Granpa rap the matter with jazz
But preaching was forbidden
Messing with The Word was forbidden as well
Look out... kumara and roast potato!! Chocolate eclairs for desert!!
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