Little Grace sat hugging her granddad
“Did God make you granddad”?
She said
As she stroked his old,
wrinkled face
Then ran her fingers
across his balding head
“Yes, sweetheart God
did make me”
Then she touched her
own face
“And did God make me
too”?
“Yes, God made you too
my little Grace”
She thought for a
moment then said
“Well in that case
then I guess
God must have fixed
the problems
In the manufacturing
process”
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