It Couldn't be Done!

by Edgar Allen Guest


Somebody said that

It couldn't be done,

But he with a chuckle replied,

It may be that it couldn't,

But he would be one

Who wouldn't

Say so till he tried.


So he buckled right in

With a trace of a grin

On his face

If he worried

He hid it.

He started to sing

As he tackled the thing

That couldn't be done

And HE DID IT!


Somebody scoffed,

Nah . . you'll never do that.

Hurmp. . . at least no one

Has ever done it.

But he took off his coat

And the first thing we knew

He'd begun it.


With a lift of his chin

And a bit of a grin

Without any doubting

Or quit it.

He started to sing

As he tackled the thing

That couldn't be done

And HE DID IT!


There are thousands to

Tell you

It cannot be done.

There are thousands to

Prophecy failure.

There are thousands

To point out

One by one

The dangers that wait

To assail you.


But just buckle right in

With a bit of a grin.

Just take off your coat

And go to it.

Just start to sing

As you tackle the thing

That can't be done

And YOU'LL DO IT