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By the seat of  my pants

When you need to do
what the world demands
do the best you can
without pre laid plans
hanging on so tight
the white knuckle ride
not like other ants
by the seat of my pants

In the spiralled dive
slide the sharp edged knife
trying to pull her out
here the crowd go WOW
give rousing shout
 adrenaline pumps, like a water spout
getting that enhance
by the seat of my pants

Face the great white shark
try to stare it out
with such terror stark
such a deadly pout
face the awesome beast
with just self belief
did I survive perchance?
by the seat of my pants

Face the unknown task
without a face mask
chase the unseen threat
see it bend a knee
stand alone, be the winning bet
even if I'm week
assume a haughty stance
by the seat of my pants

 Comes the final reckoning
I may loose, I may win
will I stand aloft
not be double crossed
and to hell be binned
 all my life's been winged
being where god grants
by the seat of my pants
 





 
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