Hitched a ride on the wagon of life,
Experienced fortune, fame, and strife.
Everything that glitters is not gold,
Fortune and fame make the young grow old.
Happiness cannot be bought, you see,
Money just covers-up the difficulty.
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Hitched a ride with a funny old man,
Fell into his deceitful wicked plan,
Drinking alcohol, and smoking some pot,
A young one’s mind, is easily taught.
Toxins ruin a body, and won’t make change,
Outlook not good — perspective looks strange.
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Hitched a ride with a long-haired hippie,
His buddy, a dog, whom he named Nippy.
Read from a big, black book every night,
Till the sun set low, and there was no light.
“What’s in the book?” I asked him one day
After he answered, I went on my way.
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Hitched a ride with the Man Jesus Christ,
Now made new, because He sacrificed.
Quenching thirst from a bottomless cup,
If He chose you, He never gives up.
This wagon of life is never-ending,
It’s the hottest new phase — now trending.
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© Crackerberries 2015
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