Forging George
There once was a man
At peace with the world
He forged his day though
and only for he desire;
nothing more.
Well one day
a great king and his men
climbed the mountain side
up to George's cabin
and they asked:
"Please sir we need your help
we need your forge for our health.
we are engaged in war
and we need more swords
please sir please help"
George held his breath for a moment
and thought it over untill he said.
"I would if I could but I still need metal"
So the king supplied the metal
and George supplied the swords
The rest is history.
--Writer's Note--
What I'm trying to say is. keep doing
what you love and never give up because
something big may be waiting at the end!!
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