As I sit enjoying porridge
seeking words that rhyme with orange
thinking also of such a match for purple
laughter bubbles in peal and burbles
For we come upon a word
for which there is no rhyme,
silver is the culprit here; it takes up so much time.
The girl struggled so to rhyme with silver
she tried too hard, and you bet it killed her.
So let that be a lesson learned, as the burnished education turns,
for all we see and all we know, for all we dream and never show,
desire drives the blessed of burden, beasting best sported alone.
In the heights of time and glory, in the fields of aborning glory
In the stadia of the fruitful mind, stand tiny steps that alter time.
Each and so apportioned thus, the smile and the giver granted shares and plus,
to each the winded trail appears in tattered shreds of laughter's tears.
All you say is inside out, that the opposite is true there has never been doubt.
On your sleeve it wears too loud, in simple smiles of kindness find,
that all you sought and seek today, thrive inside all along the way.
The more you look to see what's there,
the more you'll receive when you get your share.
The more you pull to own, the more you grab to hold,
the less you count upon your floors,
when and if you have the luck to find that you've grown old.
Of all the water you test or taste, dipping in with tongue or toe,
Home is the one place, in all the world,
where they have to take you back.
So long since I knew what a home really is,
though many have tried so hard,
I lived to see your age, my dear, you can but hope you live to see mine.
Minor conversations cost you far more than you have ever counted.
When did you last look at your own totals, in the hundreds of thousands?
That's right: hundreds of thousands of stupid minutes that you could be doing.
This is just from the many petty conversations you still use to stall your excellence.
Trim even ten seconds from each unproductive conversation, immediately, get paid fast.
It is impossible for this incredible shortcut to fail; you can only fail to implement it repeatedly.
One simple shortcut, used every day, and you free up hundreds of thousands of your minutes.
Above and beyond everything else, use each of your PowerGems repeatedly.
Raise your expectations from the inside out, this minute, not next.
Every time you do you produce better results. This is a magnificent PowerGem of life.
If you knew better, you'd do better, true? Listen to those who do and are.
You remember something about the mouth of the horse? Grandpa knew that score.
He'd say, "Get it from the horse's mouth, or get caught at the wrong end of the horse."
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