It couldn’t be done

It Couldn’t Be Done
BY EDGAR ALBERT GUEST

Somebody said that it couldn’t be
done
But he with a chuckle replied
That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he
would be one
Who wouldn’t say so till he’d
tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace
of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid
it.
He started to sing as he tackled the
thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did
it!
Somebody scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do
that;
At least no one ever has done it;”
But he took off his coat and he took
off his hat
And the first thing we knew he’d
begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a
grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the
thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did
it.
There are thousands to tell you it
cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy
failure,
There are thousands to point out to
you one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail
you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to
it;
Just start in to sing as you tackle the
thing
That “cannot be done,” and you’ll
do it.

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