A squeaky wheel gets the grease,
but a sneaky fox gets the geese -
will wonders never cease?
A rolling stone gathers no moss,
but only if he uses dental floss -
I am at a loss!
The early bird catches the worm,
but dies from a food-poisoning germ -
It makes my stomach squirm!
A confused old man wonders why
the old rules don't seem to apply.
It makes me want to cry!
Each instructive allegory,
each proverb in the inventory,
tells a different story.
So many ways to seek the light.
Besides having to always be right.
Finding ways to mend the fences.
Instead of rearing up defenses.
Just when you think you're in the clear.
And your ship is going just where you steer.
You run aground and end up beached.
And all the angst won't be beseeched.
The entity's outside ourselves that hit us from behind.
Laughing crassly at your pain and insulting your mind.
Leave's you asking, just what makes, a body act that way.
As you respond in kind and just end up regretting what you say.
So staying grounded in your soul and wanting only peace.
Is a nice thought, but in the end the squeaky wheel gets the grease.
So when the air begins to clear and calmer minds prevail.
Hopefully you've come to find, your sweet soul's not for sale.
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