Filled to the tits, while still being,
There for the other to-the-tits, then something has happened,
Filled with ingenuity,
Or endless energy, or maybe a robot,
Has entered upon the scene,
Because coupled with a more populated world,
It seems larger than it's ever been.
There's too much choice with too little choice,
To actually make it to what you want to be,
So try to pack it in, but the risk still exists,
That you don't have an eternity,
To be at least alright,
At absolutely everything.
How else can you possibly hedge your bets,
Never mind find time for your family?
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