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by John Greer
I am not equipped
To reach down
Pull up all the sound
From deep in the ground
Have it pass
Up through my body
Into my lungs
Forced into my voice box
Out through my mouth
In such a way
That everyone will hear
And obey the resonant sound
Send me your money
I will lead you, follow me

Nor am I equipped
With handsome good looks
With sparkling eyes
Gleaming white teeth
Striking body
Poised posture
A smile that says
To one and all
You can trust me
Send me your money
I know what is good for you
I will show you the way

But I can
When given a chance
Truly smile your way
Reach out and touch
Whisper quietly
I love
Any takers

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