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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508753" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The God Of Common-Sense</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My Daddy used to wallop me for every small offense:<br>&quot;Its takes a hair-brush back,&quot; said he, &quot;to teach kids common-sense.&quot;<br>And still to-day I scarce can look a hair-brush in the face.<br>Without I want in sympathy to pat a tender place.<br>For Dad declared with unction: &quot;Spare the brush and spoil the brat.&quot;<br>The dear old man! What e'er his faults he never did do that;<br>And though a score of years have gone since he departed hence,<br>I still revere his deity, The God of Common-sense.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How often I have played the ass (Man's universal fate),<br>Yet always I have saved myself before it was too late;<br>How often tangled with a dame - you know how these things are,<br>Yet always had the gumption not to carry on too far;<br>Remembering that fancy skirts, however high they go,<br>Are not to be stacked up against a bunch of hard-earned dough;<br>And sentiment has little weight compared with pounds and pence,<br>According to the gospel of the God of Common-sense.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh blessing on that old hair-brush my Daddy used to whack<br>With such benign precision on the basement of my back.<br>Oh blessings on his wisdom, saying: &quot;Son, don't play the fool,<br>Let prudence be your counselor and reason be your rule.<br>Don't get romantic notions, always act with judgment calm,<br>Poetical emotions ain't in practice worth a damn/<br>let solid comfort be your goal, self-interest your guide. . . .&quot;<br>Then just as if to emphasize, whack! whack! the brush he plied.<br>And so I often wonder if my luck is Providence,<br>or just my humble tribute to the God of Common-sense.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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&quot;Its takes a hair-brush back,&quot; said he, &quot;to teach kids common-sense.&quot;
And still to-day I scarce can look a hair-brush in the face.
Without I want in sympathy to pat a tender p..."></div>
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