What would a poet write about if they ever actually grew up?*
I'll take a stab at it.*
I've got about six errands to run today,
then I'll pick up the wife to join George and Mary for a double dinner date.
We've reservations at a restaurant where it's $90 a plate.
We'll debate the pros and cons of a 401K
against a solid stock option investment strategy.
"Why not have both?" - that's what I always say!
Oh, that reminds me;
I need to update my résumé.
My credit rating went up 78 points this year.
I can finally afford everything I've ever held dear.
I forget what they are . . .
I fear one day I'll eat these words.