Bright Lights

by

Stephan Hovell

Genius is hard to appreciate,only the few see its worth. To understand and then relate,is hard,so many curse. It takes allsorts to make a world,there`s no accounting for taste. The things some people consider good,for others go to waste. The ideas you may furnish,the holes that people poke. The importance of being earnest,not everything`s a joke. People mustn`t put you off,allow for all their ignorance. Most will allways sneeze and skoff,must that be the difference. We all learn something everyday,little things unimportant. A special thought for a rainy day,forget it though you oughtn`t The eyes of the world must be blind,look around and see. Spared consideration toward being kind,sake of powers that be. ! A sleave worn heart is easy to dent,leaving yourself wide open. Maybe you were born in a tent,it`s probably what they`re hope`n. What would they know anyway,a notion if it bit them. In the they`ll all pay,on their bums you`ll sit them.

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