Wow.

SNAP, CRACKLE, POP!
To the Top
There are no limits so don't stop
A Triumphant one cannot drop
There's a knockout --
not a flop.
With my head held high
the limit is not the sky;
This should be no surprise
for in our beautiful eyes
necessary is no disguise.
If you wake up at sunrise
you should feel the many lives.
For if you must commit,
for them you shall not quit
Soon to be an addict
in order to make that profit.
After to have a sensation,
with no lies or accusations.
This will be a smash
Don't go off and dash
Not so fast or you will
Crash.
To have that bitter ash...
Or at the end of the Tale,
to say that you will fail?
Cut that out
You can prevail
You can succeed
to get there is to believe
after that You can achieve.
To finish or conquest,
You have success
You've accomplished the Finest.
To deliver what You have now
in the end I must say, "Wow."

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