Totally Illogical Poem by Matt Mondschein

Did you work for that jersey?
Or the new springs on your feet
Did you slave as a janitor
Or did pop-pop and grammy
Cast their dollars
Freely among you

Study at school
Like the sweaty-toothed madman
Obtain that knowledge
From those books
Go fishing without any hooks

Swim against the stream
Believe not always
What your educators tell you
Make up your own minds
They're yours
Not theirs

It's alright at times
To be bad
Just never, ever make the illogical
Nonsense
Like your dad