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Dum Didilee Dee,
Jesus I thought I would try to be,
So here I start my healing touch,
Saying, "You are FORGIVEN" and such.
Heck, I thought about what HE did,
And wearing clothes is something I forbid.
So with a smile and many a look,
Off my clothes (everything) I took.
Crossing the street, boarding a bus,
Many a person over my nudeness did fuss.
Told them I did, about the Healing I brought,
But nothing would quiet them until clothes I sought.
A little old lady, she went and screamed,
While the bus driver said "Yet another one, it seems."
A blind man walked up, and asked if it was true .
"Will you make me not blind, if it is really you?"
"Sure I will, old man" I did say,
So I gave him some glasses from the old lady I took them away.
"But this didn't work; I still do not see"
Said the old man, looking blankly at me.
Dum Didilee Dee,
Miracle worker am not me,
But.... A police man could I be?
Dum Didilee Dee,
Away I went to look,
For an old me, (a robber or a crook)
Throught the streets I now went to find,
Some evil-doer that in cuffs I could bind.
AH-HA! Look what I did catch,
A man CLEANING the street? What a wretch!
Who in their right mind picks up others trash?
I questioned him throughly before he made a mad dash.
"Stop you ruffian!" I managed to say,
But before I said anythong more, he was gone and away.
Dum Didilee Dee,
Law enforcer am not me,
But... Could it be?
A Fireman am me?

~~~Tune in for more action later!
P.S.~ I went on a camping trip, and am now back to add on to my series further, my appology for not making more to this poem in a while!