J-ust make a better fist,
U-ntil your success ascends;
L-et your hands work hard
I-n every hour that
E-nds.
M-ake a better fist,
A-s you always have the chance;
R-each the best result,
C-ompletely obey God's commands.
I-n early July twenty-seventh,
A-nother dawn denies the mist;
L-et the haze disappear, make a better fist.
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