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By Jack Joseph Smith
Do you see yourself as you sway
Is it golden when your smile is mealting
For others is your cast of freedom frighting
Is your forehead beyond thw game,
further then the ball, possibily
off the grand sea and better than
the finest ship
Dreams are clean at the start
The gut is your word
And simple and slight as a sword
YEA
are able to say
That Jack said
You are the best
that has even been