KDG
You are here in with us.
Why so much to take to fuss.
 You were born, our consent.
What is owed is lost on balance.


You need not think so less.
Not approved makes no sense. 
All in all its your ride, less fence.
Happy remains in your grasp.

Like summers rain on mowed grass.
 I's yours alone to spend:
and buy .
KDG