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If you don't know something, admit it. But, try to impress them with what you do know.

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Admit This

If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!

If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!

Opened minds,
Feel free to be...
Opened minds,
With a truth that's seen.

Opened minds,
Feel free to be...
Opened minds,
With a truth that's seen.

If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!

If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!

You don't have to hide behind,
All your lies.
Nor minimize with alibis.

Why can't you just admit this?
We can.

All you need to do is internalize.
And don't compromise with another disguise.

Why can't you just admit this?
We can.

If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!

If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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S[t]alking Mirror Sestina - CV in hand

CV in hand through contest I would stalk,
ILLEgitimate undertaking I admit,
Lightly through the rhyme scheme let me walk,
I subtle sense within sestina fit,
Stalking pseudo is not hard to talk,
Away for those with golden goblet lit

CV of charming nymph will o’ wisp lit
ILLEgible to most seems simple stalk,
Lightly pen traces, hears the table talk,
I see the comments – praises all admit,
Stalking may be fun - together fit,
Away from prying eyes will life-lines walk.

CV few APe, divine, her verse I’d walk
ILLEgal act for gaol or goal bright lit?
Lightly linking her name to my fit
I root acrostic in sestina stalk,
Stalking talking balking not – admit,
Away with critics and their jealous talk.

CV masks beauty more than my trite talk.
ILLEcebrous attractive and alluring walk,
Lightly stroking peerless miss admit,
I find no other muse as charming lit,
Stalk king if she queen Stork to nest add stalk
A way I’d find to offer homage fit.

CV seems perfect. Could another fit?
ILLEcebrum around swan neck would talk
Lightly of love I bear for stem and stalk,
I cannot stem, so, in pursuit I walk,
Stalking close by inspiration lit,
Away she’ll never slip all must admit.

CV in hand my errors I’ll admit
ILLEist I’m never, should hat fit,
Lightly I’d wear it, with her smile love-lit,
I vaunt her emblem, on none else would talk,
Stalking kitten purring I, cat, walk,
Away from idols past – she bloom, I stalk!

All here admit one Muse should stalk,
a perfect fit, eyes lovely lit,
Her praise I talk, with trophy walk.

.............................

Her praise I talk, with trophy walk,
a perfect fit, eyes lovely lit,

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sex Drive

Sit back, relax, enjoy the ride!
Tell the boys in the bank,
Put the gas in my tank,
Polish your skin on my leather,
In which position you rank.
My car is fast, and its big,
Its one heck of a [? ],
Its a beast, get in,
If you know whats best,
Co-wirst the wind,
No backing out,
Concentrate, liberating, escape!
Well?
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
Impress your friends,
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
See inside of my eyes,
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
Impress your friends,
Sex drive!
Take aride in my car.
Excellerate with my spurge,
Fell the engine purr,
Just push the pedal to the metal,
I wanna see you squirm,
Im double esque,
And Im lean, Im one mean machine,
Im a beast, get in if you know whats best!
Well co-wirst the wind and kiss the sky,
No backing out, its satisfying!!
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
Impress your friends,
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
See inside of my eyes,
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
Impress your friends,
Sex drive!
Take aride in my car.

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song performed by Grace Jones
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Sex Drive (Dominatrix Mix)

Sit back, relax, enjoy the ride!
Tell the boys in the bank,
Put the gas in my tank,
Polish your skin on my leather,
In which position you rank.
My car is fast, and its big,
Its one heck of a [? ],
Its a beast, get in,
If you know whats best,
Co-wirst the wind,
No backing out,
Concentrate, liberating, escape!
Well?
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
Impress your friends,
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
See inside of my eyes,
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
Impress your friends,
Sex drive!
Take aride in my car.
Excellerate with my spurge,
Fell the engine purr,
Just push the pedal to the metal,
I wanna see you squirm,
Im double esque,
And Im lean, Im one mean machine,
Im a beast, get in if you know whats best!
Well co-wirst the wind and kiss the sky,
No backing out, its satisfying!!
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
Impress your friends,
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
See inside of my eyes,
Sex drive!
Take a ride in my car,
Sex drive!
Impress your friends,
Sex drive!
Take aride in my car.

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song performed by Grace Jones
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That Dont Impress Me Much

Ive known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But youve got being right down to an art
You think youre a genius--you drive me up the wall
Youre a regular original, a know-it-all
Bridge:
Oh-oo-oh, you think youre special
Oh-oo-oh, you think youre something else
Okay, so youre a rocket scientist
That dont impress me much
So you got the brain but have you got the touch
Dont get me wrong, yeah I think youre alright
But that wont keep me warm in the middle of the night
That dont impress me much
I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve--just in case
And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it
cause heaven forbid it should fall outta place
(bridge)
Okay, so youre brad pitt
That dont impress me much
So you got the looks but have you got the touch
Dont get me wrong, yeah I think youre alright
But that wont keep me warm in the middle of the night
That dont impress me much
Youre one of those guys who likes to shine his machine
You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I cant believe you kiss your car good night
Cmon baby tell me--you must be jokin, right!
(bridge)
Okay, so youve got a car
That dont impress me much
So you got the moves but have you got the touch
Dont get me wrong, yeah I think youre alright
But that wont keep me warm in the middle of the night
That dont impress me much
You think youre cool but have you got the touch
Dont get me wrong, yeah I think youre alright
But that wont keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely night
That dont impress me much
Okay, so what do you think youre elvis or something...
Whatever
That dont impress me

song performed by Shania Twain
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The Ghost - Book IV

Coxcombs, who vainly make pretence
To something of exalted sense
'Bove other men, and, gravely wise,
Affect those pleasures to despise,
Which, merely to the eye confined,
Bring no improvement to the mind,
Rail at all pomp; they would not go
For millions to a puppet-show,
Nor can forgive the mighty crime
Of countenancing pantomime;
No, not at Covent Garden, where,
Without a head for play or player,
Or, could a head be found most fit,
Without one player to second it,
They must, obeying Folly's call,
Thrive by mere show, or not at all
With these grave fops, who, (bless their brains!)
Most cruel to themselves, take pains
For wretchedness, and would be thought
Much wiser than a wise man ought,
For his own happiness, to be;
Who what they hear, and what they see,
And what they smell, and taste, and feel,
Distrust, till Reason sets her seal,
And, by long trains of consequences
Insured, gives sanction to the senses;
Who would not (Heaven forbid it!) waste
One hour in what the world calls Taste,
Nor fondly deign to laugh or cry,
Unless they know some reason why;
With these grave fops, whose system seems
To give up certainty for dreams,
The eye of man is understood
As for no other purpose good
Than as a door, through which, of course,
Their passage crowding, objects force,
A downright usher, to admit
New-comers to the court of Wit:
(Good Gravity! forbear thy spleen;
When I say Wit, I Wisdom mean)
Where (such the practice of the court,
Which legal precedents support)
Not one idea is allow'd
To pass unquestion'd in the crowd,
But ere it can obtain the grace
Of holding in the brain a place,
Before the chief in congregation
Must stand a strict examination.
Not such as those, who physic twirl,
Full fraught with death, from every curl;

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poem by Charles Churchill
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If You Ever Make a Mistake

If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!

If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!

There's no need for moaning or groaning,
Over what's been done.
No one lives a perfect life,
Under the Sun!

Alibis are like houseflies.
They begin to annoy.
And habits are like pests when invited...
They are hard to destroy.

Even if you hit 'em with a bat...
They come right back!

If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!

If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!

Strap in that saddle and take that ride.
Admit that mistake made,
And push it aside!

'Okay, okay, okay!
So I made a mistake.
So what's the big deal? '

~Getting you to admit it! ~

If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Makes You Cry?

Now Ive got a question baby
What makes you cry?
cos I havent seen any water
In the corners of your eyes
For a day, or a week
Or a month, or a year
Havent seen much of you
Since you left me my dear
Cant you see that Im hurting
How Im falling apart
Dont you care about my drinking
Or my poor lonely heart
I thought you liked football
You didnt mind those videos
And my dog didnt mean
To ruin your clothes (he cant help it)
Now you wont take my phone calls
You sent my letters back
Youre paying for a lawyer
To stab me in the back
Then I saw you on the street
You looked happy, thats a fact
Im impressed - its a hell of an act
Angel - admit it, admit it
Darlin - admit it, admit it
Your love for me didnt die
Its just sleepin
Now I hope you can hear me
Wherever you are
In a cheap hotel room
Or the back seat of a car
I make up those situations
I dont know if theyre true
But Ill tell you, for now, theyll do
Angel - admit it, admit it
Darlin - admit it, admit it
Your love for me didnt die
Its just sleepin
And it wakes every night
To your weeping
Now Ive got a question bady
What makes you cry?

song performed by Proclaimers
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Loving That Taste For The Gutter

If they always call those they visit trash,
And on a daily basis they are around them.
What do they regard themselves?
Trash collectors?
Or recycled garbage...
Loving that taste for the gutter.

They can't leave it,
'Cause they come right back.
No matter what they call it they want it like that!
Because they love that taste for the gutter.
They love that taste for the gutter.

Whenever its suspected someone else will attack,
They will defend their trash with a coming back.
Because they love that taste for the gutter.
Yes they love that taste for the gutter.

They can't leave it,
'Cause they come right back.
No matter what they call it they want it like that!
Because they love that taste for the gutter.
They love that taste for the gutter.

If they always call those they visit trash,
And on a daily basis they are around them.
What do they regard themselves?
Trash collectors?
Garbage defenders?

Whenever its suspected someone else will attack,
They will defend their trash with a coming back.
Because they love that taste for the gutter.
Yes they love that taste for the gutter.

Garbage defenders,
Loving that taste for the gutter.
Trash collectors,
Loving that taste for the gutter.
But wont admit or quit,
Loving that taste for the gutter.

They can't leave it,
'Cause they come right back.
Because they love that taste for the gutter.
Garbage defenders,
Loving that taste for the gutter.
Trash collectors,
Loving that taste for the gutter.
But wont admit or quit,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Drifting Away

Got nowhere to stay
Got nowhere to go
Got no one to blame for lettin' myself get so low
It's right on the tip of my tongue
What's the word I'm thinkin' of
It's right in the middle of good and bad
So how can it be love
My brain is too soft
My money's no good
I tend to get lost just walkin' in the neighborhood
It's right on the tip of my tongue
What's the word I'm thinkin' of
Sometimes I feel like I'm drifting away
And that's all I can say
It's nothing I can't control
But in matters of the heart and soul
I must admit that I just don't know
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do
I don't know what possessed me
To get together with a girl like you
You're right on the tip of my tongue
Are you the girl I'm thinkin' of
Right in the middle of hate and love
An iron fist in a velvet glove
Sometimes I feel like I'm drifting away
And that's all I can say
Gotta step back
And give each other room to grow
Listen to your heart
It'll tell you where to go
I must admit that I just don't know
Admit that I just don't know
Sometimes I feel like I'm drifting away
And that's all I can say
It's nothing I can't control
But in matters of the heart and soul
Sometimes I feel like I'm drifting away
And that's all I can say
Gotta step back
And give each other room to grow
Listen to your heart
It'll tell you where to go
I must admit that I just don't know
Admit that I just don't know
Admit that I just don't know

song performed by Fastball
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Something So Right

Words & music by paul simon
Youve got the cool water
When the fever runs high
Youve got the look of lovelight in your eyes
And I was in crazy motion
til you calmed me down
It took a little time
But you calmed me down
When something goes wrong
Im the first to admit it
Im the first to admit it
And the last one to know
When something goes right
Well its likely to lose me, mm
Its apt to confuse me
Its such an unusual sight
Oh, I cant, I cant get used to something so right
Something so right
Theyve got a wall in china
Its a thousand miles long
To keep out the foreigners they made it strong
And Ive got a wall around me
That you cant even see
It took a little time
To get next to me
When something goes wrong
Im the first to admit it
Im the first to admit it
And the last one to know
When something goes right
Well its likely to lose me, mm
Its apt to confuse me
Because its such an unusual sight
Oh, I cant, I cant get used to something so right
Something so right
Some people never say the words I love you
Its not their style
To be so bold
Some people never say the words I love you
But like a child theyre longing to be told, mm
When something goes wrong
Im the first to admit it
Im the first to admit it
And the last one to know
When something goes right
Well its likely to lose me, mm
Its apt to confuse me
Because its such an unusual sight
I swear, I cant, I cant get used to something so right
Something so right

song performed by Paul Simon
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Getting Better

It's getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me weren't cool
Holding me down
Turning me round
Filling me up with your rules.
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Me used to be angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
I'm doing the best that I can
I admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Getting so much better all the time
It' getting better all the time, Better Better, Better
It' getting better all the time, Better Better, Better
I used to be cruel to my woman I beat her and
kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man, i was mean, but I'm changing my scene and I'm doing the best that I can.
I admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Getting so much better all the time

song performed by Gomez
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Getting Better

Its getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me werent cool
Youre holding me down, turning me round
Filling me up with your rules
Ive got to admit its getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Me used to be a angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
Im doing the best that I can
Ive got to admit its getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Getting so much better all the time
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
I used to be cruel to my woman
I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man I was mean but Im changing my scene
And Im doing the best that I can
I admit its getting better
A little better all the time
Yes I admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Getting so much better all the time
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Getting so much better all the time

song performed by Paul McCartney
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Values

Sometimes we do things
hoping to succeed
only to impress someone
to make them like us more,
but in our haste to impress
we are flawed by mistakes
and success eludes us
at every turn of the road.
Then when those we wanted to impress
fade out of our lives
and we look back
at what we have done
we realise we don’t
need to have to impress anymore.
We then start to do things
for ourselves
and slowly our success
is finally realised.

15 April 2008

poem by David Harris
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The Winner Of This Battle

It's those...
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.

It's those...
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer,
With a chasing away.

And...
The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.

The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.

Some do not expose,
Their woes on their sleeves.
With a showing they can be compose,
To a degree.

Although they may struggle,
With many troubles...
People like this don't deny,
They don't seek a ride to hide...
And rush away on alibis.

The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.

The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.

It's those...
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.

And the winner of this of this battle,
Are those...

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Little Miss Fit

Theres a good theres a bad
Some are gay, some are sad
Theres a right, theres a wrong
Those who fit dont belong
Well Im the bad
And Ive got to admit
That Im sad
Im a little misfit
Im in the wrong
And thats the truth of it
I dont belong
Im a little misfit
Theres the sun theres the rain
Those in love those in pain
Some succeed while others fail
Some will ease someone tells
Well Im in the rain
And Ive got to admit
That I gonna pay
Im a little misfit
Though Ive failed
Thats the truth of it
See me tell
Im a little misfit
Lifes so hard when youre far from everything
Lifes so cold when you know you have no friends
Well Ive lost
And Ive got to admit
That Ive paid the cost
Im a little misfit
I still grow
And thats the truth of it
Ill always fall
Im a little misfit
Well Im bad
And Ive got to admit
That Im sad
Im a little misfit
Well Im bad
And thats the truth of it
That makes me sad
Im a little misfit
Well Im lost
And Ive got to admit
That Ive paid the cost
Im a little misfit
Im so poor

song performed by Donna Summer
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I Do Admit This

I must admit,
I've gone through several personality shifts...
During my lifetime.
Finding those adjustments not so easy to take.
But glad that God took the time with me,
To make those growth periods...
Ones I now appreciate.

I must admit,
I've had great teachers.
Several I did not meet in classrooms either.
I've had close relationships with those,
Who taught me lessons to keep.

I must admit,
I miss my grandparents and parents.
Ex-wives and tight friends who in my life,
And in my mind....
Will always exist.
It seems those who were most interested in me,
Are gone.
And for some reason what they taught,
Has left me powerfully strong.

And I do admit this...
So much of their presence lives within me.
I feel them surrounding me constantly.
Whether this is memory or actual occurrence.
I must admit,
They've assisted in my endurance.
Leaving me to know I am blessed!
And admitting to myself,
What they have left has allowed my happiness.

I would not be able to live,
Without this admitted.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Daily Records

This could be suffering
This could be suffering
This could be pleasure
This could be pleasure
Im unaware of any difference
Im unaware of any difference
My head is aging
My head is aging
My balls are aching
My balls are aching
But Im not looking for deliverence
But Im not looking for deliverence
This could be letting on
This could be letting on
This could be highly cut
This could be highly cut
Im unaware of ~any difference
Im unaware of ~any difference
One says it cant be done
One says it cant be done
Then somebody does it - but
Then somebody does it - but
Im not watching for equivalents.
Im not watching for equivalents.
I just dont quite know how to wear my hair no more
I just dont quite know how to wear my hair no more
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more
Got to admit that I created private worlds
Got to admit that I created private worlds
Cold sex and booze dont impress my little girls
Cold sex and booze dont impress my little girls
Daily records
Daily records
Just want to be making daily records
Just want to be making daily records
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters
Just wanna be making records
Just wanna be making records
Play in - play out - fade in - fade out
Play in - play out - fade in - fade out
Making records day in - day out
Making records day in - day out
And they say its just a stage in life
And they say its just a stage in life
But I know by now the problem is a stage
But I know by now the problem is a stage
And they say just take your time and itll go away
And they say just take your time and itll go away

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After Breaking Up We Make Up Enough

After breaking up we make up enough.
And doing this as if,
There is a benefit...
To us that comes with splitting.

After breaking up we make up enough.
To do it once again,
With a making of love!

To split up to forget it,
With a making of love.
To forgive and then admit it,
With a making of love.
To remember we both miss...
Our making of love.
And doing this as if...
There is a benefit.

And after breaking up we do make up enough.
And doing it as if...
This is a benefit.

To split up and then forget it,
With a making of love.
To forgive and then admit it,
With a making of love.
To remember we both miss...
Our making of love.
And doing it as if,
There is a benefit.

We break up to admit it,
No one else could we love.
We break up to admit it,
No one else could we love.
We break up to admit it,
No one else could we love.
And doing this as if...
There is a benefit.

After breaking up we make up enough.
To come together.
After breaking up we make up enough.
To come together.
After breaking up we make up enough.
To come together.
And doing this as if...
There is a benefit.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Feel Terrific

You keep me lifted.
And I admit.
I feel terrific...
When I'm given this lift.

You keep me lifted,
And I admit...
I feel terrific,
When I'm given this lift!

No alcohol do I need to get this boost.
Anything that aggravates I just let loose.
I feel like sitting on the roof,
To do exactly what I choose.

When that mood in me rules!

And I want to get lifted.
I admit.
I feel terrific...
When I'm given this lift.

I do,
Just feel terrific.
And you...
Can feel terrific.
Just choose...
To be terrific.

And be lifted with a boost.

Be specific.
When you get your lift.
Feel terrific.
And just handle it!

I do,
Just feel terrific.
And you...
Can feel terrific.
Just choose...
To be terrific.
And,
Be...
Llifted with a boost.

I do,
Just feel terrific.
And you...
Can feel terrific.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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