Every time I've raced my shadow
When the sun was at my back,
It always ran ahead of me,
Always got the best of me.
But every time I've raced my shadow
When my face was toward the sun,
I won.
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I cannot sing, dance or act; what else would I be but a talk show host.
by Patience Worth
I know no script so true as a garden wall
With honeysuckle and heliotrope intertwined,
And elder flowers spread
In misty loveliness, and larkspur,
And wall flower, yea and stock and cowslip,