Mixing it all up

I thought I'd go dim with the din

And I didn't get into the dun at all,

I think I'll mix up the din and the dun

So that I can get all the work done.

Parodies are all there are really

When you are beset with fallacies

But the Truth shines so bright you can't deny

That you cut through dilemmas and rise.

Sometimes to lay your trust on a word or whim

Is as good as mixing the dun with the din

Because without that ounce of faith

And a dollop of the goodness of love

Inertia comes calling and forward gallops;

Life ceases to be a mystery today

Because I had the good sense to mix it all up my way

And when Everest comes calling high

I won't be sighing and I won't say nigh.

Today it may seem all mixed up that's true

And this day of rumination has passed through,

To rely sometimes on some mixed up din and dun

Could make all the difference to if you have won.

So I think I'll now lay down my thinking cap

And do some work of forty laps

And then I'll tell you thank you for bearing with me

For I was really mixed up, really weary.