Fame, Fortune, Hopes and Dreams
Especially Not to Me
Fortune is fickle
Fame’s but a dream it seems...and
Luck favors no one in particular
No matter how much one dreams
That one can beat the system
That one can come out ahead
That that lottery ticket will take them
Entirely out of the red
Just ain’t likely to happen dude
Unless the stars align
So lose that hapless` attitude
before you lose your mind
Don’t lose the dream
just don’t let it seem
The most important thing
That could possibly be
Luck and fame are fickle things
Like lightning strikes you see
Not very likely to happen to you
...And especially not to me...
Copyright © David O'Haolin Whalen | Year Posted 2017
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