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You shall go forth and multiply
But not judge me falsely,
To undermine my works
And he who hath wisdom, let him hear
Let him cast out seven demons
Let him walk the woods, contain all fears
Let him judge others not disparagingly
But always lend an ear
Let him spread himself widely
Accept his shortcomings with tactless pride
Endorse others on their bona fides
Review, reflect, sweet merit
That they need not go hide
Use discretion to assimilate
Yet be discerning in good taste
Not flippant in one’s comment
For the darkened wood will be chaste
A challenge, kept and tended
Not chased as in haste
Conquer your trivialities
Robotics in your ken
Seek wisdom from wise counsel
Not lions from their den
Nor lies from nine of ten
A medium, or zen
Explore the ranges and the plains
Explore the well-watered glen
Explore the blackened vale
When nighttime’s closing in
Gather nuts uphill down dale
Gather your harvest fare
As the Sun begins a thinning
Wear flowers in your hair
Be the inquisitor
Explore but don’t implore
When opening your gathered harvest
Judge others as he too be judged
For big brother could be watching
Lest go by trail, easier to trudge
