Choices
With parties abounding
Why stay home alone
Your Mon and your Father
Can’t see that you’ve grown
No talent or accent
Are you really quite plain
No thunder or lightning
Just a 13 year rain
The pressure to join in
It’s really intense
Obtain the right symbols
On any pretense
No flash zoom or dazzle
You’ll not make the grade
Until you’re prepared
For the great masquerade
Trade referent for symbol
And true wealth for cash
Make failures flamboyant
And cultivate dash
Just live for the moment
It’s all that you’ll get
Don’t think back or ponder
You’ll only regret
That what you must lay down
Exceeds what you’ll be
Just wood in a sawmill
Not a lush growing tree
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