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They say that with great


They say that with great privilege comes great responsibility,

and I've been given much. 

I have a gift that I must repay,

I strive to fulfill every day.

 

Lifted out of povery,

Clothed, fed, and educated.

What would I do without the man,

Who gave me the opportunity to be where I am?

 

One lifetime, one career, I only get one chance.

Gotta make the best of it.

How can I show my appreciation for the success?

By following in his footsteps. 

 

The man who made the chocolate,

He made my dreams come true. 

I'm gonna make him proud, 

Thats something that I've vowed.

 

My "dream job" is a humanitarian,

to save the world from it's troubles.

Make the world a better place to be,

I owe it to Mr. Hershey. 

 

 

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