Ode to the Spineless

May your tribe grow

swell strength to strength

may you find rich prop ups

may you eat crow, drink wino

 

those tied to you left  to rust

shall gird loins, rise, they must

backs against wall, last, first

their spines will become strong

 

perfectly honed tensile tough

legs apart stance firm, chin jutting out

learn to fight own battles, grow outgrow

you the spineless, to ride out this life, rough

 

May your tribe grow

swell strength to strength

may you find a rich prop up

may you eat crow, drink wino

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