It Comes Straight From The Heart
Wondrous deeds,
I am old and grey-headed;
But my mind is ready to teach you,
And like the rain on the mown grass.
Mow, cow, tow, bow, now, how?
And like sons and the daughters of the needy!
Low row, sow, vow, wow, yow;
But true-love come straight from the heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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