Morph Your Defeat
Walk with me, hand in hand.
Welk up the tears, O my friend!
Wack! Don’t shy away, one day your foes too will commend.
Don’t Balk to share your pain, give yourself a chance to amend.
Bilk the defeat! Rest assured, the surges will wend.
Get back! I want you to be the legend.
Pack your defeat and take on the world with confidence.
Get up! Your sorrows I will pluck, vows your lady luck.
words: walk-welk-wack-balk-bilk-back-pack-luck
1/3/2019
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