The number one challenge is to securely arrive
which at the time lies in the doctors hands
The number two is to positively survive
during at which time we have to learn to
positively thrive
with little less negative jive

Going back to the number one
after all else is hopefully done
our job has just begun
The number one challenge never leaves
it will be yourself that mostly deceives
You have to learn to get pass you
Never do it you might be sitting around
with a face that is sad and blue
still trying to figure out what to do
living with a heart and soul that
isn't really true
You might need some gorilla glue

As you search for the big ape
your travels might end up being a
narrow escape
Out in the jungle you wander
ducking and dodging the
lightening and thunder
As you trip and blunder
the quicksand tries to suck you under
Finally if you succeed
the garden you'll still have to weed
After the smoke has cleared
you still may not understand
your every need
as the devil and his goons feed

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