Literal
Some folks thirst for knowledge;
Others seek release.
There are leaders on the lookout
For a path to peace.
Some folks crave the limelight;
Some reach for the stars.
Others try to bridge the gap
From Venus straight to Mars.
Metaphors don’t move me,
So when I think of thirst,
An ice-cold frothy-headed beer
Is what I think of first!
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