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The Note Of Hope Is The Only Note That Can Help Us Or Save Us From Falling To The Bottom Of The Heap Of Evolution, Because, Largely, About All A Human Being Is, Anyway, Is Just A Hoping Machine.

Left Wing. Right Wing. Chicken Wing.

Now As Through This World I Ramble, I See Lots Of Funny Men, Some Rob You With A Six Gun, And Some With A Fountain Pen.

If We Fix It So's You Can't Make Money On War, We'll All Forget What We're Killing Folks For.

One Bright Sunny Morning In The Shadow Of The Steeple, By The Relief Office, I Saw My People - As They Stood Hungry, I Stood There Wondering If God Blessed America For Me.