Nice people still finish last
Some things as they were stay the same
Only the ruthless know of great wealth and fame
Much the same in every town
Nice people strangers to wealth and renown
Though caring, compassionate and kind
And in many ways quite pure of mind
Nice people do their own thing
And their own praises never sing
Though they never receive the credit to them due
To their higher selves they remain true
By doing some good deed every day
And helping someone in some way.
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