A virtuous boy, kind and clean
He was amazing, a perfect machine
He helped and cared for one another
He was even perfect to his mother
He grew and grew and became a man
He fasted for forty days because he said, I can
He bled and suffered for our sins
And died on the cross by pins
The soldiers stabbed Jesus in the womb
And after the apostles put him in a tomb
And after three days he rose again
And because he died, he saved all men
And here's my sweet boy, getting his Webelos at Pack Meeting.
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