"I can't do this"
This is a thing I so often hear...

"GRIT"
This is not something you wish to chew...

Your mamma don't dance,
But trust me she can move...

Take a chance and try something.
Take a breath, stand tall, be bold...

44 tones of you truck and load
Plowing on down that tarmac road...

No chippy claws on wooden floors
No sound of your approach...

Hush now,
Quiet now...

I'm going to build a world around you,
Already! one has begun...

So much land and sea have I traversed.
So many things for ones eyes to behold...

I knew it was going to go wrong,
I knew if I indulged I would suffer...

If they are lucky tonight,
We will have Chinese food...

So you took your countries shilling,
You stood and declared your oath...