Wednesday, June 20, 2012


I’ve always been a get-by guy,
why excel when you can be sly?
Are three hours study for an A plus,
better than one for an A minus?
Why take a hill when you can thumb,
running and rushing is just plain dumb.
Steady she goes is better than first,
all who finish can quench their thirst.
Kill yourself for a pushy boss?
That would surely be your loss.
This goes for morning, noon, and night,
It’s just not worth the perfect fight.
I’d rather make it to eighty-two,
Then flame out quickly like some do,
I’m in no hurry to stand before Him,
unless He just wants me on a whim.

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