None of us were made perfectly,
no one fits the one hundred percently.
We all malfunction,
at times refuse to function.
At the end of a day,
we all must rest after work and play.

Let he without sin,
break a big smile and grin.
Everyone has their ups and downs,
sad faces and frowns.
We all get sick and suffer,
hate what life really has to offer.

This world isn't a perfect place,
nor deals everyone a winning ace.
No one has a perfect vision,
we all are imperfect in decision.
Life just isn't a perfect fixture,
nor does it present a perfect picture.

We live with the good and bad,
get use to being happy and sad.
There is a bright sun light,
also a dark of night.
On a lower level,
there's the mean old devil.
On a higher scale,
God helps us excel.

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