If this poetry thing doesn’t seem to pan out,
then I’ll see what the fuss around dancing’s about.
But then if it seems dancing’s just not my thing,
I know I’ll succeed if I learn how to sing.
Of course, if my singing results in complaints,
I could see what it takes to start learning to paint.
But then if my paintings just fail to engage,
I’ll carve myself out a career on the stage.
Though if we find actors in oversupply,
I’m sure with some work I could learn how to fly.
But if, flapping my arms, I just fall down to earth…
I’ll go back and I’ll see what those poems are worth.
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