The joy, I envision, on your face,
When there's a newborn, you embrace,
A new granddaughter, was born in September,
An event that you, will always remember.
The joy and love, she will bring,
Will make your, loving heart sing.
In the name of the Father
and of the Son,
Religion may not be for everyone.
Do you believe in a higher being?
If you do, you must admit
at this moment, would he omit,
the lying racist from this place,
that most call the Human Race?