Fortune seems to follow age-old mould—
To fall in fortunate man's fine fold,
Yet, poets who have been
Upbeat, far too sanguine,
Favour fortune to befriend the bold.
I may pass as poet
This perception to let,
But how bold a fortune be to old?
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Tongue-in-cheek | 02.10.18 |
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