Do not worry

Everyone’s life can be tough

And in most people’s cases

It’s bound to get rough

It’s easy to forget

How lucky you are

That you were even

Put here at all

But always remember

However hard it may be

That someone is defenatly

Worse off than you or me

So go and go and go

keep on pushing through

Because otherwise you’ll make pointless

All the work they did for you

You might think your great

But give it a break

Your smart and your clever,

But all at one thing

As soon as someone says

Your not that amazing

You blow up with anger

You might just go crazy

Give yourself a challenge

Try something new

Or just take a break

You obviously need to

If you can't get up

after having a fall

Then what is the point

in living at all

There was once a native tribe that lived on a giant marsh. All of their houses and buildings were built out of the grass that grew on top of the water and floated on wooden beams. One day, some people went exploring in the forest that surrounded the marsh. As they walked around a giant tree something sparkled and caught their eyes. They walked over to the large fern from which the glitter had come from and tossed it off of the gold object. As they dusted it off of what appeared to be a giant gold chair. They lifted the throne and carried it back to the floating village. When they finally got back, they were going to show it to the leader of the tribe, but it was really late so they just took it into the large grass house that they stored all of their food and valuables in. The next day they came back with the leader, but when they got there, the throne was gone and in its place, there was a giant hole in the floor. The throne had fallen right through the grass floor and into the depths of the marsh! The tribe leader looked at the men and smiled. “There is a moral to this story, I know it, ” he said.Moral of the story: DON’T STOW THRONES IN GRASS HOUSES!