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GAGE
I don't smoke,
Never touch a drink,
But I'm sturdy as an oak
And I'm always in the pink.
I leap out of bed at the crack of dawn,
As graceful as an elk, as nimble as a fawn.
The life I lead would gladden
The heart of Bernard McFadden.
From head to toe
I'm alive, I'm a-tingle, I'm a-glow.
With the red corpuscles
Surging through my muscles,
I'm so full of pep, I overflow!
And I owe it all to roughage,
Rough, rough, rough, rough roughage,
I know the door to paradise
Is outdoor exercise.
In rain or snow
I'm alive, I'm a-tingle, I'm a-glow.
I start my day with a bowl of bran,
And the whole day through, I'm a happy man.
I laugh at care and woe,
I'm alive, I'm a-tingle, I'm a-glow.
I know full well
How Samson fell
Into Delilah's power,
So when I start
To lose my heart,
I just take an ice-cold shower.
I'm no Romeo,
I'm alive, I'm a-tingle, I'm a-glow,
I'm alive, I'm a-tingle, I'm a-glow.
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