certificate of appreciation

no matter what the fool will seem to win
there is no price that you would want to pay
by all accounts things must end in chagrin

around each head the world must seem to spin
no one has ever given thought to play
no matter what the fool will seem to win

what was important is now in the bin
from all that's done the mind's begun to stray
by all accounts things must end in chagrin

the calmest water's broken by a fin
fear has invaded our most secret bay
no matter what the fool will seem to win

the hero has to take it on the chin
and fall down dead without any delay
by all accounts things must end in chagrin

you face the future with a painful grin
someone has told you it's the proper way
no matter what the fool will seem to win
by all accounts things must end in chagrin