apes Inc apes

Harken child by life beguiled,
its said that some come unsung,
sorry, no song for some,
sing-songs ham-strung.
Seasoned with lies, hardboiled
but still calling all of the tunes
hes donned his garb,
the costume of a buffoon - we rise
to applaud his disguise.
Tho miles of smiles will greet
your wiles, its said that
some come unsung, sorry,
no song for some,
sing sad song sung.
If lady luck remain unstruck
or run amok aah!
What can he do? Shunned,
hes sure to come unstuck
Wrapped in white silk,
antelopes milk for soothing
his eyes. Apes traipse in capes,
it is unfortunate to see them
rise to applaud ones disguise.