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Bravado and Humility
had a race
The finish line
was a special place
No one thought Humilty
had a chance
until Bravado
did a dance
In sight
of the finish line
he grabbed
a bottle of wine
Bravado danced the Ego Boogie
At the "loser"
he threw an egg
but in the process
Bravado broke a leg
!!!
One hour later someone greater
—Humility—
passed him by
while the crowd
let out a wild cry
Humility crossed
the finish line
and what's more
he drank the victory wine
through a straw
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Footnotes
TO GET TO THAT SPECIAL PLACE
is the copyrighted property of LCSoL
A variation of this poem
was written approximately
twenty-five years ago
This poem was written approximately
twenty-five minutes ago
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