Classic Poem

If you're feeling glum and bitter,
It is better not to mutter
At your fate, for you'll feel fitter
If you hark to what I utter:
Follow Coue to the letter,
Say: " Ifeel I'm getting better,
Every day in every way I'm
Getting better, better, better. "

If your heart should have a flutter,
And you find your're growing fatter,
Do not cut out bread and butter,
For your diet does not matter,
Though you eat a hearty dinner,
Yet you'll find that you'll grow thinner
If each day you keep repeating:
" I am thinner, thinner, thinner. "

All the ills that round you flitter
Soon will scatter helter-skelter,
And your eyes will brighter glitter,
While Old Gloom will duck for shelter,
For ill health's a snare and fetter,
Pretty soon you'll feel much better.
If you follow Old Doc Coue,
You'll feel better, better, better.