Syllogistics

Comparisons are unerring things at worst; Every common ore yielded for shinier gold, And tepid junkets given up in apt forfeiture For tolerably pricier carats unsullied stored. Far less treasured lots perpetually stand In shrouded paths to more pleasing deal, And more often than not emit lures bland To fade jollities owners of finer gems feel. Prudent choosers are harder to hoodwink; They're grateful to know how to swiftly tell Vast variance between wee penny's worth And huger wads quiet past old minas' kink. They're merrier types closer to Midas lips; Smarter-thinking pickers noted with strips Of fair Fortune's higher turns beyond taste, Loftier than Fancy's dreams and her haste. With comparative logic one never can err, Since brighter minds cheap choices abhor.