Life
Life is a game
A big toy
Maybe you get a dame
Maybe she's coy
Maybe you go to school
Maybe you don't get to complete it
You are a fool
And full of wit
Expectations are high
They are also low
You can lie
Or just say no
It's all complicated
Life is just a big mess
You'd be crazy to confess
A tale so congregated
Life can't be redone
So do with it what you will
The victory, however, CAN be won
And everything . . . is still.
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