Friday Night Economist

From my Friday Night Economist
Originally from Bologna
Who calls me and tells
Me
That he's at a pub in Kenya.

TGIF he says
I can stand on one leg
Better yet still,  touch my nose.
Isn't that sweet, I reply
Put it in your selection criteria
God knows when you'll need it.

Like father
Like son
Funny how our aspiration levels are determined
Can be set by predecessors
While others prefer it
If you have standards and goals of none.
Best to shrivel and die
Then be seen to outshine where you came from

But there's no need for resentment
And you are showing me
The beauty of grace and humility.
You achieved so much
And sweet enough to think of me
Be it so far away
From a pub in Melbourne.