Who can put you fourth, really? My first and my last is Ali
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Firstly, let me tell you that as the first you’re destined
I did not think for a second that you were second
Three letters and never as third have them I visioned
None can come forth and put you fourth till them I have questioned
You’re the one who won my heart and like one we’d become
Two hearts into one soul and to me you would come
Three letters set me free, imprison me could no-one
Who’d make you four when forever, before all you’re one
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You won one and therefore I raise you from 4 to 1
And infront of the whole world I count 4, 3, 2, 1
With wonder full, how wonderful that like you is no-one?
I abbreviate your name, it becomes no dot one
Your name too long for two, it falls to one from two
If they put your name into it, then it breaks in two
If two gather together to make one they’re still two
Let them bring all the numbers, they still won’t equal you
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I laugh when I see that of one, so jealous is three
Three letters as one and each one taught me to be free
Three magnificent letters, so how can four they be?
Only three letters can be one and they spell ‘Ali’
For Ali, four is disgrace, he can’t be four, ever
He can’t be four when he’s loved before four forever
His names’ formations, they can form nations, each letter
‘Ali’ spells 1 and don’t get me started on ‘Haider’
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A 1 in the middle of ‘A’, and two either side
The bottom of L’s a 1, and on 1 it resides
And the ‘I’, well that’s just a number 1 you can’t hide
His name’s made of 1’s I can’t make him 4 if I tried
And if I leave numbers and look at what you achieved
One soldier, one leader, one speaker, one Lord in you weaved
One born in the house of God, and in One you believed
He’s unique, one, unlike anyone, don’t be decieved
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(Dearborn – 25/03/13)