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This is plagiarism so everyone knows. The reason is the poem is taking another poem and changing the outcome of the poem. The original poem is called Foot Prints I think. Enjoy !

This is plagiarism so everyone knows.  The reason is the poem

is taking another poem and changing the outcome of the poem.

The original poem is called Foot Prints I think.  It was a poem about someone walking down the beach talking to God.  When they looked down and saw only one set of foot prints they asked God if he was really there.  He replied " I carried you".  That's the idea from the original poem.  I took a different take on this poem not to belittle the great meaning but to show how man has changed now days.  Enjoy !

As I walked down the beach and looked down

I wondered why there was only one set of prints

Had the Lord not walked with me?

Was there not yet hints?

Oh; I could see.

Only God walks.

He carries me.

Half loches.

I could ask of him

I could go further

I could learn

I could even lurther

Take me down the beach Lord

Take me past my towel

Past the seagulls

Onward for the prowl

Stop me for the vendor Lord

Stop me for the treat

Ice cream and candy bar

taken for the heat

On past the vendor Lord

On past the gate

Take me off the beach this day

and home to meet my fate

Put my car in neutral God

Put my car in drive

Steer me home to Ruther's Lane

where other's see me thrive

Tell them we are home Lord

Put my car in park

Tell them that it's laundry day

and add in soap for spark

Fold them when you can Lord

Fold them side to side

A never ending job Lord

Better if you hide

Glad you get along Lord

Other wouldn't do

Spin will take 3 minutes

Is there any more you'll do?

Blanket's for the cat Lord

Wash it very good

Wiskers has a rash Lord

Help him if you could

Offer him a treat Lord

Say it's for the good

He's not that bad a cat Lord

Sorry if he could

It's time to take the trash Lord

Take it to the hood

Walk it down the drive Lord

Careful where it's stood

I'll plan you out a day Lord

Passion as you could

Often I'm denied Lord

Wonder why some should

I'll need a better life Lord

Run me up some grub

Kitchen's on the left Lord

Cumber for a hub

I'll test you when you're done Lord

Fries should be half crisp

Wonder who'd need more Lord

fried to be a lisp

Often wondered why Lord

You were never there

Glad you stopped on by Lord

Life was never fair

All I have is you Lord

Now I'm all alone

Speak a little louder Lord

Hard to feel the tone

I wonder if you'll die Lord

Home with me alone

I wonder how we'll live Lord

now that we're a throne