“Sugar And Spice And All Things Nice”

-Ou, and -o, and -chuck, and -ski,
On the outside just like me;
Best to get a bully-brute,
Only way you’ll win the suit.

Money’s just a way to join
Siblings, ’cause they think in coin;
PofA enables life,
For your papa and his wife.

Budget out the time that’s left,
Making sure when one’s bereft,
They’re not broke in final grief –
Early actions give relief.

Doesn’t matter if they mind,
Do your best to them, be kind;
Just like teens, a package this –
Multi-innings – hit and miss.

‘Will’ has meaning once they go,
Till that point isn’t so;
PofA is where it’s at,
Bully-boys ensuring that.

Picture life of misery –
That’s the normal life they see;
You can’t change that baseline fact –
Inter-mix your joy in that.

Salt and sugar, small in size,
Just to touch, we realize
Food is pleasant – not the spice –
Little things turn the bland to nice.

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