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Problems are whirlwind, That Meterologist don't heed, It germinates like seed, Due to uncomfortable thought shared, These nutrient they ate, And even suck strength From the flesh, Problems like whirlwind, comes and goes, because they don't remain host, But at a great cost, Leading to hurt, Which could be enormous, Making you afraid  amigos, As if you've seen a Ghost. Problems as whirlwinds, Solution like still waters, Begin living as Sin haters, Pack sin as litters, After much endurance, Fruit of the Spirit enhanced, And peace not of these world delivered, Giving us the LIVER, As problems will not come, Once or twice, But at many times, Then repeat, As written step-wise. ******** LIVER- gut

Five senses with cause, Complex muscle with membrane so mucos, That tastes and swallows, A verbal cyanide with deathly hallows, Neatly hidden with ivory gates, Drawing a keen heart to hate, Let alone to tame, As it plays it slip side of nature, Which tends to be tricky, Bringing risky, And if you're compulsive, Talk less, As Diligence be relentless, Though volatile be vital, As it is lethal, So, Posses a conscious muzzle, For your mouth muscle, Think first to prevent hurt, Even in accurate situation, Or exaggeration, Start today, "As early as a made hay" Then permanetly.