Pot O’ Gold



This is the way to the end of forever,

Just remember it can be never.

This is a road that runs east to west,

Don’t believe me, take the test.

At the end is a pot o’ gold,

Something you shall never hold.

Just a reminder of what was said,

If you don’t believe you’ll be dead.



Some say it’s guarded by a little man,

Just take with you a frying pan,

But, only if you believe you can . . .



Casper McConkie

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