A Man’s Pursuit of Fortune

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Your zeal makes my eyes burn.
Ambition is your fair lady,
And I don’t want to intrude.
I won’t wait for my turn either.
Because at the end of the day,
It’s either me or her.
And I know beyond a doubt that
There’s no room for me in your interlude.
This isn’t my song,
And I fear I never had one.
I’ll wish you good luck
With your mind set on self-gain,
But I know for certain
She’ll blow out your old and sickly brain

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