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Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Marbles
You can mumble
into marbles,
grumble over peas,
stumble from your tiptoes
while you fumble for your keys,
tumble like a gymnast or
bumble like the bees,
as long as you are humble
you're heard.
Even if your tummy rumbles
He answers prayer.
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