Lucky
1.Lucky those who have all
things,
And don’t care about a thing;
Lucky those who like a few,
Among those, love one or two;
Lucky, ‘cause they know the
way,
But often alone they stay.
2.Lucky whom you can’t
blackmail,
They will threaten you with
jail;
Lucky whom you can’t suppress,
And with words you can’t
impress;
Lucky, but oh so alone,
People think they’re made of
stone.
3.It’s something hard to
ignore,
Loneliness, such heavy chore!
But is this the price to pay
For not bowing the whole day?
Better lonely, by themselves,
Than among a sea of shells.
