There was a young lad from Japan
Who wanted to become a man
As New Year’s approached
He resolved to be coached
If only his coach had a plan
There was also a girl we called Gwen
Who did not have a way with the men
When New Year’s eve came
A man was her aim
If only her age wasn’t ten
I met with another man who
Never could say what was true
I asked if he resolved
To get doctors involved
He said that he did, through and through
And let’s not forget my friend Grace
Who has a tattoo on her face
She said that she planned
To remove the brand
It left quite the conspicuous trace
Resolutions are hard to achieve
But please do not let this deceive
In 2019
Take my poem to mean
You may reach your goal, I believe!
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