Out of my way! I own the world That is the word Tolle's ego's gone But mine's here to stay After all I'm Oprah Winfrey Yes, God made the earth But He didn't trademark it Make the monetary connection The alphabet has been here Quite a very long time Yet nobody trademarked "O" Until I thought cleverly of mine Hmm, yes, feels oh so good Like a young woman should Pastor Joel Osteen wrote The book Your Best Life Now But I the trademark queen Truly have the know how Uh, oh, is the pain body awake? I thought so when it's time For a clever entrepreneur To aggressively claim their stake The Oprah Book Club isn't for all Certainly not a young man named Paul Because I don't have $50,000 to blow Excuse me to invest and participate I'm just a poor boy without opportunity Though honestly I truly love Oprah dearly What saddens me is the lack of ingenuity The missing creativity and bold audacity When I wish to employ a brave new idea With gumption and unprecedented tenacity Publishers and professors often play it safe They fear companies like Harpo will sue That's right and utterly break the bank Therefore it seems expression is nonexistent Bridle and bit come out with the legal department Soften your cutting edge, lessen your sharp blow Be kind and courteous to the deep pocked host I certainly intend to be respectful and courteous For Oprah to me is likened unto a minister of God I don't hesitate to stand for Oprah and applaud Yet don't quench my creativity and over me trod Because I too know the Creator, a.
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