The Oak that; born the yoke,
Holly gift of life's near miss,
Doubled up, unthwarted bliss,
Show your power, grow like a flower,
Know the truth, of your great fate.
Honour all my gifted one,
Know that luck lays by your side.
Opened Armed for all to know,
Fear no man, fear no one.
May your grace be like the Sun.
SEE this clock I give you now,
Earn its dream, fly like stream.
Ever outward, never last,
King of no man, you shalt protest,
Though you'll be that mighty one!
Mighty, mannered; make me proud,
You'll be my son, but not the
Only one, two more; wilt roar!
Happiness will be in your veins,
Keep your mind pure, unstained!
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