James S Newcomb Lang Biography

You can tell a Cheshire Cat
By the size of his grin
You cannot help but love him
Even though he wants to sin
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I had never felt grief before
But it came like a bolt of lightening
It took me out of the blue
I had never felt anything so frightening
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The first time I came under fire
I didn’t have any fear
I just heard the crack and whistle
As bullets passed my ear
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I live in a landscape where deer cavort
So I often stop and pause for thought
And relish within the sweet fresh air
Or the wind and rain, or summers glair
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My Deity

I could never love another
The way that I love you
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