The angel’s wings tingling

                Flying above the people mingling

                Trying to keep up with the bells jingling


                The angel’s keep watch closely

                Flying above the people slowly


                The angel’s try and help

                But People only seem to whelp


                You never can tell what is real

                You never know how someone feels


                The angel’s may not really be…


               The devil was once an angel too.


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