"On the Twelfth Day of My Very First CHRISTMAS Birth,
God Filled Me with Twelve Virtues of Priceless Worth
Which Plato’s Protégé, Aristotle, Put to Word
300 Years Before the Birth of Jesus, Humanity’s Divine Shepherd.
Virtues, a Fragrant Path of Moderation
From Which Not to Depart
Into Vices of Deficiency or Tribulation,
Nor Vices of Excess Counter to One’s Heart.
So, Be Not Lazy or Single-Minded, Your AMBITIONS Unsurpassed.
Shun Pettiness and Vulgarity, Your MAGNIFICENCE So Vast.
Not Cowardly or Rash, in COURAGE You’re Steadfast.
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On The 13th Day of My CHRISTMAS Birth,
Mother Mary Appeared to Me . . . "
