Be Good Like You Were That Time
Now be good, like you were that time!
That time? That time and 1,124 and three quarter times more!
I'm good right now, good right to the core.
Sure! The core of a plugged nickel, one half of a pitiful paltry dime!
Mind your rude phraseology!
That was much too crude of you and by far too juvenile.
You know I said it with a smile.
No need for an apology,
Hey! Take it easy and relax for a while.
But let's start all over again.
Sure, good might not be good enough.
But shucking even one fault is tough.
Now you're talkin'. To that, Amen!
Getting down to it, doing it—
Not easy, vis-à-vis fall off
A log or shrug off a write-off.
It takes oodles of oomph and grit.
Then what's holding you up since you
Know all that? Get a move on, go!
Make those creative juices flow.
Like you always tell me to do!
Well, I'm trying, I'm tryin'. I'm...
Is grass growin' under your feet?
Be good for what? Something upbeat?
All for show, sans reason or rime?
No! Showboating is not for me,
Though being on the ball's a ball.
That was just, as you well know all,
A witticism, a pleasantry.
Around the bend... more'n bit.
Let's leave behind such things for now.
No corn will grow unless you plow.
So back to work! That shoe does fit.
Work things out, work things through, and do
What's best just like you did that time.
That all struggles will see you through,
Ensuring you a fine lifetime.
Words: Wendell Hall
Tune: Anonymous from internet
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