No matter how hard it may be.
Treat them like sisters and brothers,
Pretend you’re all stranded at sea.
Think of your rep and of how others see you
And of how you look to yourself.
If wronged, don’t be too quick to sue,
Be the best book on the shelf.
Your days are numbered and old age is long
And soon you’ll have done your last trick.
When dead your friends will sing a light song
And say “He wasn’t a prick.”
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