my choice

hey

well this is not actually my poem but it is a poem i really like

like really too much

its of frank sinatra

i dont know what its title is

so i am just writing it as it is

here it goes

Thats life,thats what 

all the people say

you are riding high in April,

shot down in May

but i know i am gonna 

change that tune

when i am back on top

back on top in June

i said thats life

and as funny as it may seem

some people get their kicks

stompin' on a dream

but i dont let it

let it get me down

'cause this fine 'ol world

it keeps spinning around

ive been a puppet a pauper, a pirate

a poet ,a pawn and a king

ive been up and down and over and out

and know one thing

each time i find myself

flat on the face

i pick myself up and

get back in the race

<applaud applaud>