If you stroll
in the desert
Be prepared
for sand between your toes
If you sail
on choppy seas
You may end
up – where the wind blows
If you saunter
with thieves
You could,
to the gallows go
If you work
on a farm
Be prepared
to reap and sow
If it’s a
flashy life you fancy
If you’re
that snazzy, swanky type
There could
be pitfalls you encounter
If you just
believe the hype
Friendships
could be deceptive
Close companionship
even so
Be conscious
of the world around you
And live to
regret no more.
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