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 "id": "robert-w-service/grin",
 "title": "Grin",
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 "poet": "Robert W. Service",
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 "book": "Songs of a Sourdough",
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  "year": 1907,
  "venue": "Songs of a Sourdough (1907)",
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   {
    "text": "If you’re up against a bruiser and you’re getting knocked about⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Grin.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "If you’re feeling pretty groggy, and you’re licked beyond a doubt⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Grin.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Don’t let him see you’re funking, let him know with every clout,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Though your face is battered to a pulp, your blooming heart is stout;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Just stand upon your pins until the beggar knocks you out⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "And grin.",
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   {
    "text": "This life’s a bally battle, and the same advice holds true,",
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   {
    "text": "Of grin.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "If you’re up against it badly, then it’s only one on you,",
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   {
    "text": "So grin.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "If the future’s black as thunder, don’t let people see you’re blue;",
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   {
    "text": "Just cultivate a cast-iron smile of joy the whole day through;",
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   {
    "text": "If they call you “Little Sunshine,” wish that they’d no troubles, too⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "You may⁠—grin.",
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   {
    "text": "Rise up in the morning with the will that, smooth or rough,",
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   {
    "text": "You’ll grin.",
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   {
    "text": "Sink to sleep at midnight, and although you’re feeling tough,",
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   {
    "text": "Yet grin.",
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   {
    "text": "There’s nothing gained by whining, and you’re not that kind of stuff;",
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   {
    "text": "You’re a fighter from away back, and you won’t take a rebuff;",
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   {
    "text": "Your trouble is that you don’t know when you have had enough⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Don’t give in.",
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   {
    "text": "If Fate should down you, just get up and take another cuff;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "You may bank on it that there is no philosophy like bluff",
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   {
    "text": "And grin.",
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