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THE MOTTO

There once was a noise
That bothered the boys
When they all tried to work
It buzzed and hummed
Rattled and drummed
Walked around and jerked

But one such guy
Who was very spry
Finally said that’s enough
I’ve had it to here
He cried with a leer
I’m really going to get rough

He cut and pasted
His time not wasted
As he built a mighty box
Foam on the side
Made with pride
They said he was such a fox

To have figured out
Without a shout
A way to give people pleasure
Loved the new sound
Which wasn’t around
They all said he was a treasure

People then came
To honor his name
To marvel at the silence
His reputation grew
What else could he do
We could use some of his guidance

He took their fears
From all the years
And left the people reeling
They felt so light
And full of might
It was such a wonderful feeling

His fame was strong
And he knew all along
He would finally open a business
Clearing their heads
Getting off their meds
Enhancing people’s is-ness

His motto was strong
It sang like a song
And the people soon idolized
If you want to live well
And be clear as a bell
Get “Codyized”, not analyzed!