Wishing Well
I wish I were a wishing well
that goes way down below
there would be no end to
all the wishes I would know
patiently i'd listen
to people rave and rant
and I could pick and choose
which wishes I would grant
a child without a family
wants someone special in her life
then i could be the one
to end her of her strife
or a husband needs a job
because he got laid off from work
and I could be the wishing well
to end him of his search
we all have wishes
this i know is true
i wish we all could be wishing wells
then no one would be blue
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