Don't squirm when hardship quips
With temerity and knocks on your door
Where a haven of kingship peeps.
Brace for a long haul if fate sweeps
Cupboard skeletons on your floor.
Don't squirm when hardship quips.
Stare fate in the eye if it keeps
Stirring a hornets'nest. Cuddle folklore
Where a haven of kingship peeps.
Count not your blues but count heaps
That blow a tender breeze into your inner core.
Don't squirm when hardship quips.
Pull yourself together if damsels' hips
Gyrate invitingly and crawl to the door
Where a haven of kingship peeps.
Gladden your mind with a dream that dips
Into a tomato sauce when roars a romantic ore.
Don't squirm when hardship quips
Where a haven of kingship peeps.
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