Blame, blame, blame! Blame the cruel Fates,
Uncontrolled inherited traits;
Read the lines written on your palm:-
Long life and riches... What a sham!
E'en now at age seventy-nine,
Skep is wont to complain and whine:-
Quo vadis, fellow homo sap?
U-turn now and follow Christ's map,
Ere you fall into Satan's trap!
No comments:
Post a Comment