Dig in your heels, mister
When rabbles and troubles in your heart
Flare and scare your sister
If a thought turns sinister
Twister that slides and rides in your cart
Dig in your heels, mister
Whether trouble grows a blister
Which harasses your hope art
That glares at and scares your sister
Although you obey the chorister
To play it soft and smart
Dig in your heels, mister
Pick yourself up and administer
The common sense balm for pain to depart
Because you play fair and spare your sister
Arise and quit the catastrophe cloister
Dare to stand firm in the salvation rampart
Dig in your heels, mister
While you play fair and care for your sister.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem