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The way it otta-be

by Tom Lyle

If I should win the lottery,
(and that's the way it otta-be),
then I'd give up my never-be
and set myself forever free.

If I should find rare coinery,
(and that's the way it otta-be),
then I'd give up my couldn't-be,
and set myself forever free.

If I should gain fine jewelry,
(and that's the way it otta-be),
then I'd give up my shouldn't-be
and set myself forever free.

Never-be, couldn't-be, shouldn't-be,
how did they gain their mastery
to cloud my self-discovery?
(Is that the way it otta-be?)

If I should win my liberty,
(and that's the way it otta-be),
then I'd give up my slavery,
and set myself forever free.

But what-if my "IF" should never-be?
Some rather "When" than "IF" you see,
for "When" is like a future tree,
and "IF" is just a doubt-in-me.

A real good "WHEN" is gold to me.
A bad "WHEN" is a grave to-be.
Now good "WHAT-IFS" can set me free,
but bad "WHAT-IFS' can bury me.

So how then should it otta-be?
It seems God left it up to me
to search each possibility
within my heart's own treasury.

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... to spread the cement of brotherly love and affection, that cement which unites us into one sacred band or society of brothers, among whom no contention should ever exist, but that noble emulation of who can best work or best agree ...