One, two, a stitch in time,
Mind your words, they are not mine.
Three, four, ghosts of the mind,
Pull you back and leave you behind.
Five, six, there are tricks that bewitch,
Play with your thoughts and flip your switch.
Seven, eight, Truth is your best mate,
The one who doesn’t falter when others ingratiate.
Nine, ten, do we need to go over it again?
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