When all your hope must rest,
Within the bounds prescribed by salary.
Though hope needs some boundaries, I guess.
Like, don't hope outside your class because reality,
Demands you be realistic,
And though some people jump over that wall,
They're rarely respected for it.
And never, never try to excel in an art,
That hasn't been recognized as of yet,
Because the only people to benefit from that,
Are those to copy you after you're dead.
Hey, it's alright,
Hope's not the greatest thing since sliced bread,
Money is, and if you get enough of that,
You'll have fulfilled the hopes of many humans.
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