Keep your physique trim and pure
And you will be active in life for sure
Keep your mind thinking clear
To maintain your brain in top gear
Don't delve into your past and chew the cud
A vile pastime for the invalid old
It imparts a sense of déjà vu
To your intrepid mind without much ado
Choose the grain from the chaff, the good from evil
The sweet from the bitter, the divine from the devil
We are not aware whence we came
On this earth, play well the game
Not with an eye on fame
If thou dost fail, don't feel the shame
The world will forever remain the same
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