Go for the Gold Go
for the gold as hard as you can. Reach
for perfection way deep down within. Jump,
soar, and sail, as high as you dare. The
sky's the limit to gravity's snare. Aim,
fire, straight and true. Accuracy
is in the mind; it's all up to you. Plan
your trajectory and follow-through, Nail
the landing for the judges to view. Practice
and perfect your every move, Align
your body in a perfect groove. Study
and sacrifice for the cause. Push
on forward without pause. Relax
and steady your fraying nerve. Upset
your competition with flash and verve. Focus
on the finish tried and true. A
thousand times over, this is you. So,
if you're lucky, and very good, too. Gold
will be waiting at the end for you. But
if you're not lucky, and things fall through, It's
the going, not getting, that counts in this venue. So, go for it! |
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