Crawl then walk before you run,
get your work done before the fun.
Tip the waiter for the meal,
make excuses for how you feel.
Have a drink to quench the thirst,
win the race by being the first.
Fluff the pillow for head,
fall asleep in a warm bed.
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Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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