The height of hypocrisy was laid bare before them in all its naked glory
As they tried to figure out what tale to use to spin a cloak of fool’s gold over everything
Long into the night they schemed and wove their lies together until they were transparent and glorious
Letting them unleash their creation proclaiming the emperor is clothed
The money wasn’t everything. Okay, who was he trying to fool.
Really it was all about the money, but he didn’t have to admit it.
Under normal circumstances he wouldn’t have to work a day in his life.
Such was the life of a fund baby. all thanks to grandma.
That was before he put his faith in his lawyer and that prenup agreement.
“Do you remember when they didn’t open automatically?”
“Of course I do. I’m older than you, you fool.”
“Obviously, look at your lack of hair.”
“Really? I’m going to kick you through one in just a second.”
“Man, just calm down. Back then, people, had jobs opening them.”
“And where the hell are you going with this?”
“Now my backup career is becoming extinct, and I never got one of the hats.”
Fastening his best smile on his face
Although it didn’t come close to his eyes
Knowing it would never fool her
Even as he failed to fool himself
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Leaving her behind was for the best
Only it still hurt like hell
Never was the right thing so difficult to do
Eventually she would accept that fact
Why else was he driving away still in his rented tux
Only a fool would give up on the best thing that ever happened to him
Love was forever, but he on the other hand
Forever free, forever the fool
I look at the strange colorful fluid in front of me
Giving it a sniff I am confused
Never before have I smelled such a thing
Ordinarily I would just pass this opportunity up
Reality is the person handing it to me is so hot
And I really want a chance to go home with them
Now you might say I am a fool for even contemplating this
Certainly you would probably be right
Even I wondered as I closed my eyes and chugged it down
Moving with the beat and her eyes, John was in the zone
Over and over he swayed and spun
Never getting dizzy or tired, the music and her smile edging him on
Even when the song ended he continued because it made her happy
Yes he looked like a fool, but he was rich because of his daughter’s laughter
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