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[hometext] => Happy St. Patricks Day
[bodytext] => At the end of the lane Lived Molly Brown People laughed at her All around the town Strange little woman Bent and twisted But always a smile From sadness she resisted When others help needed Molly was ever present Giving of herself Never feeling resent Widow Blaine needed help Watching her children while The widow washed and mended Others clothing, Molly left her with a smile When old man Blake was sick Molly brought him soup She read to him and pampered him While he was trying to recoup When shoes were needed for Dana’s kids Molly sold her only prize-winning pig She bought those kids shoes And another pair the next size big Down to under the bridge Molly brought sandwiches To those without food Also coats, shirts and britches Still some could not see The heart as big as the earth Always happy with her life Filling others with mirth Molly on a sunny day Decided to take a walk To the other side of town Where the people snub and talk As she strolled along the rich side People laughed and mocked But they would soon Be surprised and shocked For the angels came And Molly would show All around her body Was a Heavenly glow Molly was then lifted up High into the sky And when she came down The people all let out a cry For Molly was more beautiful Then any of them has ever seen For her outside now matched Beauty that ever inside had been [comments] => 4 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 31 [informant] => NoSaint [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 17 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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