A CAREFUL SCOUTER
    by; unknown

A  CAREFUL SCOUTER I OUGHT TO BE,
A LITTLE SCOUT FOLLOWS ME.

I DO NOT DARE TO GO ASTRAY,
FOR  FEAR HE WILL GO THE SELF SAME WAY.

NOT ONCE CAN I ESCAPE HIS EYES,
WHATEVER HE SEES ME DO, HE TRIES.

LIKE ME HE SAYS HE'S GOING TO BE, 
THAT LITTLE SCOUT WHO FOLLOWS ME.

HE THINKS THAT I AM GOOD AND FIND,
BELIEVES IN EVERY WORD OF MINE, 
THE BAD IN ME HE MUST NOT SEE,
THAT LITTLE SCOUT WHO FOLLOWS ME.

I MUST REMEMBER AS I GO, 
THROUGH SUMMER SUN AND WINTER SNOW, 
I'AM BUILDING FOR THE YEARS TO BE, 
THAT LITTLE SCOUT WHO FOLLOWS ME.

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NO DIFFERENCE
     by; unknown

SMALL AS A PEANUT,
BIG AS A GIANT,
WE'RE ALL THE SAME SIZE
WHEN WE TURN OFF THE LIGHT

RICH AS A SULTAN,
POOR AS A MITE,
WE'RE ALL WORTH THE SAME,
WHEN WE TURN OFF THE LIGHT.

RED, BLACK OR ORANGE
YELLOW OR WHITE,
WE ALL LOOK THE SAME ,
WHEN WE TURN OFF THE LIGHT.

SO MAYBE THE WAY
TO MAKE EVERYTHING RIGHT
IS FOR GOD TO JUST REACH OUT
AND TURN OFF THE LIGHT !


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BUILDERS
  by; unknown

IS'NT IT STRANGE THAT PRINCES AND KINGS
AND CLOWNS THAT CAPER IN SAWDUST RINGS,
AND COMMON PEOPLE LIKE YOU AND ME,
ARE ALL OF US BUILDERS OF ETERNITY.

TO EACH IS GIVEN A BAG OF TOOLS,
A SHAPELESS MASS AND A BOOK OF RULES,
AND EACH MUST MAKE, HERE THIS LIFE IS FLOWN,
A STUMBLING BLOCK OR A STEPPING STONE.