Women and children first, perhaps, but dessert not the least if the last.
Measure twice before your horse crosses the bridge too fast.
Be sure to count up all your chickens before you take that leap,
And look at the cart that’s here today when tomorrow it lands in a heap.
If you can save nine when a business bites once then you’ll find that a quick stitch in time
Will spill the milk over the hatching pleasures better late than never twice shy.
So you’d best be born yesterday like there’s nothing gone tomorrow,
And you’ll find you can fit a month of joy into a day of sorrow.
But just circle back at the end of the day, and you’ll find it’s that stage of the game
where whatever you do and whatever you say, it just turns out the same!
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