REMEMBER THIS, A KISS IS BUT A KISS

Poetry

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BY RUI CARLOS DA CUNHA

Keep up the good fight, boys
      boys keep swinging
Leap up at the first chance
      to sing and dance
Eat up what's on your plate,
      bells keep ringing

Pushing up daisies, son
      effects stinging
Taking up a great cause
      carry a lance
Opting up and climbing,
      boys keep swinging

Pushing up on the sails,
      your hands wringing
Helping up the upstart,
      a game of chance
Arching up the staircase,
      bells keep ringing

Rolling up your long sleeves,
      mud keeps slinging
Making up in a fight,
      what a romance
Aiming up the ladder,
      boys keep swinging

Coiling up like a snake,
      beds keep springing
Offing up horizons
      in a deep trance
Passing up your last chance,
      bells keep ringing

Hold up the line, you good,
      angels singing
Act up as a small child,
      Truffaut in France
Give up the ghost in death,
      bells keep ringing
You up for the good fight,
      boys keep swinging