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NOT ALL AND EVERYTHING!
A poem on noble living, discover the art, colours; know what to do when, attitude matters
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NOT ALL AND EVERYTHING!



A poem on noble living, discover the art, colours; know what to do when, attitude matters


The Sun rises and sets
Falls and summer on sea sons’ diurnal sets


There are men to work
Only some of them born to bark


A few are not for you all
Few fits in with you tall


All that comes and flows
Not for your living halos or glows


That you like is not likeable
Somehow or other is banishable


The river that flows beside your home
The ocean that rages just upon your home


And the scorching heat that bothers
As the piercing cold that you hampers


As you find the man goes smooth
Somehow there is a pothole to loath


Where to go and wait
When to stand and watch fate


All that glitters may not spark as gold
As long as you usher your pot as bold


Make a hay while the sunshine
Take a rip of the whole in the pine


Order the flow that upholds the race
And make a space for a pace


This sweet melody is not to attract
You are off the track to act


There are colours to grab your sweetness
As there are flows to glow the brightness


As you find to learn and check
To grab the whole for a break


There is always a way out
To spark the glow of inner sprout


That makes a tree all the way
There is a junk still makes a lay


I know the man who shines
You know him the words in mines


You find the man a crazy
I find the art of worded saucy


You know the art of living otherwise
I know the way out of the wise


You are the battles of the track
As I dislike in battles to bark


When the orders that shines to glow
I know the way to find the exact flow


You find out the rash
I know the trash


I get the swing
You ball out off the ring


I play as long as I wish to
You stop playing as to


Get a ring that flakes
Wave the waves those lakes


Wonder never with the wonders
It is the real order of the banters


There is always and everything to have
As long as you have the order to knave


Pave the way as the shine comes
Make a route of your own that plumbs


I know the way to find the colour
Of the colours of a true colour

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