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How Many Slams In An Old Screen Door? Depends How Loud You Shut It. How Many Slices In A Bread? Depends How Thin You Cut It. How Much Good Inside A Day? Depends How Good You Live 'em. How Much Love Inside A Friend? Depends How Much You Give 'em.

'i Don't Need Very Much Now,' Said The Boy, 'just A Quiet Place To Sit And Rest. I Am Very Tired.' 'well,' Said The Tree, Straightening Herself Up As Much As She Could, "well, An Old Stump Is Good For Sitting And Resting. Come, Boy, Sit Down. Sit Down And Rest.'and The Boy Did. And The Tree Was Happy.

The Little Boy And The Old Man Said The Little Boy, "sometimes I Drop My Spoon." Said The Old Man, "i Do That Too." The Little Boy Whispered, "i Wet My Pants." I Do That Too," Laughed The Little Old Man. Said The Little Boy, "i Often Cry." The Old Man Nodded, "so Do I." But Worst Of All," Said The Boy, "it Seems Grown-ups Don't Pay Attention To Me." And He Felt The Warmth Of A Wrinkled Old Hand. I Know What You Mean," Said The Little Old Man.

No Difference Small As A Peanut, Big As A Giant, We're All The Same Size When We Turn Off The Light. Rich As A Sultan, Poor As A Mite, We're All Worth The Same When We Turn Off The Light. Red, Black Or Orange, Yellow Or White, We All Look The Same When We Turn Off The Light. So Maybe The Way, To Make Everything Right Is For God To Just Reach Out And Turn Off The Light!

Since My Fried Left Me,i've Got Nothing To Do But Walking.i Walk To Forget.i Walk,i Escape,i Get Further.my Friend Will Not Come Back,now I Am A Marathon Man.