Angels of 911
On 9-1-1 God Passed through
he needed Angels "so who could he choose"
He looked around and what did he see
Two angels standing as tall as can be
So at 8:48 he made up his mind
I will take these good people and
Make them all mine
So to you all who lost some one
On the morning of 9-1-1
they are now angels
Up above
Loooking down at you .
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