Put on your anorak of ambition,
Your wellington boots of willpower,
Your fedora of forward thinking,
And your gloves of greatness,
Step forth into a plethora of resistance,
And watch as they applaud you,
A Santa Ana wind whispers your name,
And guides you along the path of greatness,
And when the sun goes down on that day of revelation,
Your triumphant silhouette against the dusty rose backdrop
Will be resplendent in the minds of those who matter,
And tower over those who matter not.
Step out of the boat…
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