Life is a boon spare not be wise soon
Good and the bad are the things around,
Slide and slunk in to the smattering mind,
It is brutal to have bad in side,
God sent to have good inside,
Treacherous tend and
Teasing tussle nibbles the noble,
To fondle the fellows, mercy to men,
Even in mind with pain and pleasure,
keeps the man to leap the weep,
Rise to repel the riot around,
Be wise to dispel the rival surround,
Rule of is the law of lawer,
Stake of all is the line of loyal
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