Your Bad Habits Can Gather Dust

Your bad habits gather dust, When your decision is ‘A Must’, All Vanishing like A Ghost Between The Least and The Most, All of them fizzling out; Not a lurking Doubt, Then, you can work towards it, The Task judging The Fit; On your lifestyles leper white Pouncing to make them paper white … A renewed interest in The Good Life, Through The Rigors of Unflagging Strife; A high regard for cooperation, A steadfast Eye on Moderation. The Fire of Zeal much heightened Your lips at their edges tightened.