Born This Way

 

   When you meet a blind child you'll
     Send them to school.
     Send those children to play
     Even handicapped, in any way.
     Feed those hard working children
     Just to rest the pain.
     Give what you have,
     All the way they came.
     Work like a boss
     For the community at loss.
     Our family work for people
     Not for money in pool.

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