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June 6, 2012
‘Everything in moderation’,
our Dad always said.
But he worked ‘til he was sixty five,
then promptly dropped down dead.
Now where’s the sense in that?
Just take this life steady,
and fit into the daily grind.
Don’t be over ambitious,
or indeed, overstretch your mind.
Now where’s the sense in that?
Just be Mister Average,
and follow the flock of sheep.
Tumble through life in wonderment,
as if you are half asleep.
Now where’s the sense in that?
Dare to wake up feeling different,
with blood running fast through your veins.
You can meet any challenge ahead,
if you’ll only take hold of the reins!
Now there is some sense in THAT !
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