To Live Within His Means

His aspirations won’t exceed
The limits that are set.
Adaptable, he’ll never need
What he’s not apt to get.

There is no multi-colored bird
Would ever catch his eye,
Unless it answered to his word.
He does not wish to fly,

Nor would he chase a mermaid down
Beneath the silken wave.
He’s walk with purpose through the town
With Harry, Tom, and Dave,

And talk about the usual things,
And go about his day.
Should hope arrive on little wings,
He’d brush the pest away.

Alfred Nicol

The legendary corn vendor, un2112