Coasting Thoughts

Coating Thougts.
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The little lad
Is aught but sad.
With joy he’s quite athrin
From wars to toes
When swift he goes
A-sliding down the hill.
But many times
His wary groans outpop
As back he slowly climbs
Unto the top.

The man of biz
Supremely is
O’erjoyed when, with a will,
He sings a song
And plods along
Up fortune’s rugged hill.
But hear his deep
And weird soul-splitting cries
When swiftly down the steep
He backward flies.

Thus, up or down,
May mean a crown
Of triumph naught can dim,
And down or up
May mean a cup
Of sorrow dark and grim.
These viewpoints grand
Somehow this feeling voice:-
“You pays your money and
You takes your choice”
-R. K. Munkittrick