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A man of words without deeds.
A man of words and not of deeds,
Is like a garden full of weeds.
And when the weeds begin to grow,
Is like a garden full of snow.
And when the snow begins to fall,
Is like a bird upon the wall.
And when the sky begins to roar,
Is like a lion at the door.
And when the door begins to crack,
Is like a stick across your back.
And when your back begins to smart,
Is like a penknife in your heart.
And when your heart begins to bleed,
Is dead and dead indeed.