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I never felt at Home’—Below’—-
And in the Handsome Skies
I shall not feel at Home’—I know’—
I don’t like Paradise’—
 
Because it’s Sunday’—all the time’—
And Recess’—never comes’—
And Eden’ll be so lonesome
Bright Wednesday Afternoons’—
 
If God could make a visit’—
Or ever took a Nap’—
So not to see us’—but they say
Himself’—a Telescope
 
Perennial beholds us’—
Myself would run away
From Him’—and Holy Ghost’—and All’—
But there’s the “Judgement Day”!

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