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<p>The grim dawn lightens thin bleak clouds;<br />
In the hills beyond the flooded meadows<br />
Lies death-pale, death-still mist.
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<p>If you are inclined to lament and say,<br />
There are no opportunities found today,<br />
With the rest of the world you're out of step,<br />
Your body and mind are short on pep.
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<p>Today is the golden day of days,<br />
Opportunity all around you plays,<br />
Much depends that you keep on a-trying,<br />
If you climb like Studebakers people are buying.
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<p>Opportunities once flew thick and fast,<br />
In years far in the distant past,<br />
You'll know they are here today, instead,<br />
If you read the lives of men that are dead.
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<p>Read Abraham Lincoln, American,<br />
Enshrined in the heart of every man.<br />
He was born honest in humble obscurity,<br />
He made for himself his opportunity.
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<p>To the White House and the President's chair,<br />
No American boy need have despair,<br />
There is nothing a boy can't overcome,<br />
With talent and energy making the run.
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<p><span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 11em;"> <i>—The Car with Character.</i></span>
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<p>These men did not lament and say,<br />
No opportunities are there today,<br />
By grit and ambition, pluck and skill,<br />
They made opportunity through, "I Will."
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<p>Read Horace Greeley, in poverty born,<br />
His name does history's page adorn,<br />
Benjamin Franklin's life and deeds,<br />
Give inspiration for youthful needs.
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<p>John Jacob Astor started poor,<br />
He peddled goods from door to door,<br />
Thomas Edison of our present day,<br />
Has traveled far along the way.
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face & mended<br />
his bright torn trousers(quite
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<p>& every now & then my<br />
wonderful<br />
friend dominic depaola
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<p>she<br />
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that
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<p>wistful little<br />
clown<br />
whom somebody buried
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<p>upsidedown in an ashbarrel so
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<p>'s how dominic has a doll
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<p>gives me a most tremendous hug
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<p>as if he were really her &
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