I got big problems
Like everybody else.
There just happens to be
Someone I go to
Who happened to
Write a book about
His love for me.
And He thinks I’m cool
And won’t sell me out
To make Himself look good
And He comes through
When others should
Doesn’t make me superior.
Just more eager
For you to know Him
Too.
The pic:
Bark.
Woof
Woof.
