May your feet touch many mounds of worth
upon the Earth.
May you live a life of pleasure,
one that can't be measured.
May love travel with the winds
to all ends,
to reach all across the planet.
Only to touch those who desire it.
In your soul
you may find
something of the mind
and something strange,
you may arrange.
So beware,
but don't be ashamed,
because beneath your hair
is your brain and in it burns a flame.
Just remember your soul does flick
on the wick.