Dreadless

The time is right for loving,
The time is right for giving,
The time is right for knowing,
How to keep on, keep on living.

The time is ripe for coping,
The time is ripe for hoping,
So let's stop the moping,
And, get on getting on with living.

Give up being a dread,
Before we wind up dead.
Give up being a dread,
Feed your head,
A dreadless med.

Why mess,
When you can be,
Dreadless?
Puzzles me,
Dreadless.
See?
Dreadless.

Feed your head,
A dreadless med.,
Instead.

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