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| The Puter Prayer This little prayer euns through my head, ever night I lie in bed, God Bless my family, and my friends too...but God one more thing may I ask of you, If you don't mind me asking please bless my puter too, Now I know that it's not normal to bless a small machine, But please listen just a minute, and I'll tell you what I mean, You see that little metal box, holds more than just odds and ends, Inside those small components, holds a hundred loving friends, Some, it's true, I've never seen and most I've never met we've never shaken hands or hugged, but on this I can bet, I know for sure the love me, by the kindness that I get, and this little scrap of metal is how I get to where they live, I know them by thier words and deeds and the happiness they give, By faith is how I know them, much the same as i know you I want to hold them in my prayers, so if it's ok with you Please take an extra minute, from your duties up above, to bless this little hunk of steel, thats filled wit so much love. |
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