One man’s grot, is another man’s gold,
Is the last man’s slice of fun.
This guy’s debt, is a guy’s asset,
While a middle guy halves his bet.
Her lad’s farce, is the last lad’s laugh,
As the loudest laugh is last.
Words did speak, but they faltered weak,
And were gone by the end a week.
(Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016)