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 The Ordinary Man by Robert William Service 
						If you and I should chance to meet,I guess you wouldn't care;
 I'm sure you'd pass me in the street
 As if I wasn't there;
 You'd never look me in the face,
 My modest mug to scan,
 Because I'm just a commonplace
 And Ordinary Man.
 
 But then, it may be, you are too
 A guy of every day,
 Who does the job he's told to do
 And takes the wife his pay;
 Who makes a home and kids his care,
 And works with pick or pen. . . .
 Why, Pal, I guess we're just a pair
 Of Ordinary Men.
 
 We plug away and make no fuss,
 Our feats are never crowned;
 And yet it's common coves like us
 Who make the world go round.
 And as we steer a steady course
 By God's predestined plan,
 Hats off to that almighty Force:
 THE ORDINARY MAN.
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