2012 03 15
IF I'M SO SMART, WHY AIN'T I RICH?
Since it seems this is true, it's
time for a switch,
For laborer's pay I could dig in a
ditch,
I could enter the Army and serve out
my hitch,
Or go into baseball and learn how to
pitch,
I could study computers and thus fix
a glitch,
Or join the police force and work as
a snitch,
I could be a curmudgeon and grumble
and twitch,
Or join a chautauqua selling hokum
and kitsch,
I could run for the White House and
call myself Mitch,
(Though I'd fear being in public not
wearing a stitch),
Seems whatever I do, it won't quell
this itch,
And whatever might be I just can't
find a niche,
But poor man or rich, and I care not
which,
I just cannot deny, Life can be a
Bitch!