Chapter 801
All The Bases
Everything around one
Changes from day to day
It doesn't really matter
What all of the people say
There's no real control
Of what tomorrow will bring
Events just seem to happen
To false hope many cling
It's hard to plan ahead
If everything is chance
Around and around they go
In life's daily dance
It's time people make
Their own form of luck
It will propel them ahead
So they don't get stuck
When it comes down to people
Beware of pretty faces
Gather all that one can
To cover all the bases
Nobody