Allen Steble

(20/04/1987)

Practice


Practice
-It's what we all need
Practice
-plants many seeds
Practice
-will help you succeed
Practice
-in every good deed
If you tried so hard
-and tried too much
then try again
get the highest touch
If you keep falling down
down by the river
then get up and fight
fight and deliver
masters will bow
champions will look up high
blocks and obstacles
they will overcome and defy
because practice they think and speak
Practice they breathe
on the rocky mountain peak
so when you think you will not succeed
don't Give up!
Practice and Practice!
even if red you bleed
Practice
does great talent bring
Practice
-helps us walk life's string
Practice
-then you'll meet all tests
Practice
-if you want to be your best

Submitted: Thursday, June 07, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, March 09, 2011
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