One, two, three, four, five
You need to be kicking and alive
All you need to do is to just dive
And once you're done, you will have your life
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
You don't ever need to pretend
To be the great Superman
To fight the boogeyman
Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen
In three years, many things I've seen
And I know fear is like gangrene
Once it infects you, your life will be far from serene
Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen
Wallowing in defeat without fighting is obscene
You need to be a lean, mean fighting machine
Then you will be known as Victorious, The Queen
Twenty, thirty, forty, fifty
If you want freedom badly
You will fight for it daily
For not doing so is folly
Sixty, seventy, eighty, ninety
In life we need esprit
Though at times, life can be crappy
It too can be chirpy
One hundred is the targeted goal
Just make sure you do not fall into a manhole
Or get caught in a sinkhole
For there will be occasional hellholes
Just don't loose control
Or even your soul
And you would have scored your first goal
And realize that you have been made whole
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