But never mind those gremlins, it really seems to me
that a special kind of talking is in this club. You see
we never seem to need the words, either written or aloud,
to know we have a family of which we can be proud.

And as friends there are no equals, no question can remain
because we help each other through our myriad of pain.
And when we don’t agree with all that’s said and done
we quietly let each other know and air it in the sun.

The joy of this association is one that can’t be seen.
It’s truly felt and always there; it’s almost like a dream
except dreams are all imagined and I know that this is not.
So let us thank each other and our God for what we’ve got.