What You Want Isn'T Available

What You Want Isn't Available Life isn't what you call it It rarely gives what you eat You just have to make a hard hit In life, there isn't anything neat Those who ride in pleasures Have in them a lot of pains Just that you never see the pressure That weighs down their boisterous veins Once I saw a woman angry Cause her pot was suddenly missing Hardly knew it went to a family hungry Until she met all her pot kissing Father and children dining Without any smiling In a pot so shining That the owner went back crying That was a great time When the owner owe the thief Some pity despite the crime For the owner's sorrow's too brief Such is life Some in a car drives And into the lagoon dives Perhaps, his life was like a bee hives Never allow life to make you cry For it will make your gland go dry Never allow life to make you laugh That will sure turn you rough So, stop thinking I could make you laugh You alone can build your smiles How should I make you cry? Please, always own your tears gland Pick up your ink If you really need some tears, think! Then, write and cry Cry until your soaked shirt turns dry Remember all those good time Spent and wish to spend You may think of paradise clime Then, write and laugh to the the end #LEARNERS_1439