He said, “I’ll be a writer, so tomorrow I will start.”,
to which his brother Georgie sighed, “But now’s the time for art!”
“But I don’t have time”, the dreamer said.
“Then make some!” Georgie cried.
“For merry men who lived their life would say you haven’t tried.
If you want to dream, then do it. If you want to write, then GO.
As nothing ever comes of talk, I’m interested in show.”
“Alright”, said he, “If you insist, for surely you are right.
Oh Georgie, can you tell me how we both began this fight?”
His clever twin responded
by pulling out a pen
to write upon his brother’s hand, “Let’s have this talk again.”
“Oh Georgie, please! Have you gone mad? But why repeat it twice?”
To which good Georgie snorted, “That’s what comes of sound advice!
You must repeat it daily, for as silly as it seems,
that’s how artists, like yourself, achieve the stuff of dreams.”