Beware Of Jealousy
Most every day a little boy comes driving past our house,
With the nicest little pony - just the color of a mouse -
And a groom close behind him, so he won't get hurt, you see,
And I used to wish the pony and the cart belonged to me.
I used to watch him from our porch and wish that I could own
His pony and his little cart, and drive out all alone;
And once when I knelt down at night I prayed the Lord that He
Would fix it so the pony and cart belonged to me.
But yesterday I saw him where he lives, and now I know
Why he never goes out walkin' - 'cause his legs are withered so!
And last night when I was kneelin' with my head on mother's knee,
I was glad he had the pony and cart instead of me.
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