Well Done
I was not to do this,
this was simply not done,
at this time and day,
because if done,
this would have you undone,
but I did this right on,
and did it with focus and energy,
effort after effort,
before I could reach a quarter way,
and more concentration before I was half way,
I was exhausted till I was done,
they came running and milling,
to check if I was undone,
they found me panting and yet not undone,
then they looked at what I had done,
they all said it is exquisite,
and buddy well done,
I had set the trend,
now they were all doing it one by one.
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