A man of words and not of deeds,
is like a garden full of weeds.
And when the weeds began to grow,
its like a garden full of snow.
And when the snow begins to fall,
its like a bird upon the wall.
And when the bird away does fly,
its like an eagle in the sky.
and when the sky begins to roar,
its like a lion at the door.
And when the door begins to crack,
its like a stick across your back.
And when your back begins to smart,
its like a pen knifein your heart.
And when your heart begins to bleed,
you are dead and dead and dead indeed.
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