A state you must not enter with hopes of staying
A place for the fools and the rich

When you’re there you’re hardly praying
Not for the poor that live in a ditch

Enjoy your time there that’s all I’m saying
A good idea, one worth a pitch


In this state you may end up straying
When you leave the heart needs a stitch

They think it’s a joke but I’m not playing
It’s not hard to tell which is which

It can cause stress so don’t mind graying
Not always pure, there may be a glitch
Keep your spirits high and don’t start fraying


It will make you feel wonderful and want to hitch
Wear your heart on your sleeve, it’s called displaying
When things start to fail it’s time to switch