"MAKE IT"
Tell it retell it then tell it again
This is the mantra of Jupiter’s pen
There are mistakes that shall all be brought low
For what then is up when we’re tossed to and fro
Comfort discomfort, discomfort some more
Better get used to the pain and the sores
To all hell with comfort when we have stuff to make
And make it we will and for all pity’s sake.
Make it with every resource you find
Make it with all of the stuff in your mind
The good and the bad and the only so so
Make it with all of the things you don’t know.
Make it with this and you make it with that
Make it with beans and a five colored hat
Make it with smiles and a laugh and a frown
Make it with shouts and a scream that fell down
Make it with heart and make it with head,
Make it with guts and your nerve and your dread
Make it with sun and make it with moon
Make it with stars but be careful with June
Make it with time and make it with trust
But to make it with love is an absolute must