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He didn't meet many expectations With the shell that he wore Though the people gave nothing They expected more He'd stroll into town With the clothes on his back And the tools he would need In an ancient, holey bag He'd search out those In need of repair A leaky roof Or a broken chair This man seemed to know something About every field He'd smooth bumpy roads Even doctored wounds 'til they healed There was never a charge For the service he rendered One need only ask And perhaps remember **If a stranger's in need And passes your way Just give him a hand That's my pay** The more that he helped The more tradesmen would fuss *This man's stealing the thunder That belongs to us* So the tradesmen all gathered And plotted and planned The weapons they chose Were not in their hands They began to spread lies *This is our competitors' ruse If he keeps freely working Consider the business we'll lose* They convinced the masses In spite of all he had done *This enemy among us Is a dangerous one* So this strange humble servant Who was mocked in the end Had no one defend him Not one single friend If you'll lend me your ear I'll return it with truth The enemy among us Is me and you
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 6:03 PM UTC
The Enemy Among Us
He didn't meet many expectations With the shell that he wore Though the people gave nothing They expected more He'd stroll into town With the clothes on his back And the tools he would need In an ancient, holey bag He'd search out those In need of repair A leaky roof Or a broken chair This man seemed to know something About every field He'd smooth bumpy roads Even doctored wounds 'til they healed There was never a charge For the service he rendered One need only ask And perhaps remember **If a stranger's in need And passes your way Just give him a hand That's my pay** The more that he helped The more tradesmen would fuss *This man's stealing the thunder That belongs to us* So the tradesmen all gathered And plotted and planned The weapons they chose Were not in their hands They began to spread lies *This is our competitors' ruse If he keeps freely working Consider the business we'll lose* They convinced the masses In spite of all he had done *This enemy among us Is a dangerous one* So this strange humble servant Who was mocked in the end Had no one defend him Not one single friend If you'll lend me your ear I'll return it with truth The enemy among us Is me and you
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 6:03 PM UTC
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