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Go placidly
amid the noise and waste,
And remember what comfort there may
be in owning a piece thereof.
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Avoid quiet
and passive persons unless
you are in need of sleep.
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Speak glowingly
of those greater than yourself,
And heed well their advice,
even though they be turkeys.
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Know what to
kiss and when.
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Consider that
two wrongs
never make a right,
But that three lefts do.
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Wherever possible
put people on “HOLD”
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Be comforted
that in the face of
all aridity and disillusionment,
and despite the changing fortunes of time,
there is always a big future
in computer maintenance.
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Remember the
Pueblo.
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Strive at all
times to bend,
fold, spindle and mutilate. |
Know yourself.
If you need help,
call the FBI.
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Exercise caution
in your daily affairs,
Especially with those persons closest to you;
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That lemon on
your left for instance.
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Be assured that
a walk through
the ocean of most souls,
Would scarcely get your feet wet.
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Fall not in
love therefore;
it will stick to your face.
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Carefully surrender
the things of youth:
birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan,
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And let not
the sands of time
get in your lunch.
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For a good time,
call 606-4311.
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Take heart amid
the deepening
gloom that your dog
Is finally getting enough cheese;
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And reflect
that whatever fortunes
may be your lot,
It could only be worse in Sioux City.
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You are a fluke
of the Universe.
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You have no
right to be here,
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and whether
you can hear it or not,
The Universe is laughing behind your back.
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Therefore make
peace with your God
whatever you conceive him to be,
Hairy Thunderer
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or Cosmic Muffin.
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With all its
hopes, dreams,
promises, and urban renewal,
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The world continues
to deteriorate.
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