I feel for soft-hearted lovers who have to wait
To suffer from insomnia, while being cheated
Having a rare ability to forgive when it's too late
They never lose faith and don't say, ''Beat it! ''
I feel for empty nesters who feel all alone
Abandoned, yet hopeful to try back later
Leaving messages, they're addicted to the phone
No dice! They adopt pets to offer shelter
I feel for the handicapped deprived of love
An inferiority complex will never fade out
Tolerance doesn't fit like a glove
Chromosomal deviations dispel a doubt
I feel for those who are filthy rich
Money is their be-all, and end-all
Everything will go off without a hitch
Yet you can't take it with you, let it roll!
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