They don't give up, but fight,
until they exhaust all their might!
Winners sometimes fail,
but bounce back in style.
Losers know nothing but to cry,
never 'll they give it a try.
They'll always blame fate,
which'll land them nowhere, but hell's gate!
They're men of words & not of of deeds,
like a garden full of weeds!
Winners give things their best,
reward next, God decides the rest! ! ! !
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