Tour,
Pour,
Four,
Hour,
Our;
Let the truth crown you with honour!
Sour,
Odour! !
But, bear with the truth and, do what is right;
Dreams, drums!
With the muse of the mouse and the frog;
One have it and, another wants it.
Life is managed with the muse of demand and supply!
However, there is no hope in wickedness;
So, think twice before you act.
Muse, use!
Seeing a mouse and a frog around your house;
Forum,
Drum,
Rum,
Snymposium! !
Life,
Sound, loud!
But, let your thoughts be based on the truth always;
And, lean upon the truth to free your mind with righeousness.
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