Life is like a game of chance
Like when you buy a pair of pants
And left store without trying on
But when you tried them on at home
You find out they’re as tight as skin
And no matter how you suck it in
They don’t fit (and need a hem!)
You don’t feel like returning them
Rather than in bin you’d toss it
You put them in the back of closet
And promise self they’ll fit one day
And yet inside you know, no way
That is the lesson we’ve not learned
Some chances are not worth the burn
Do some research, check things out
Wait a bit till you find out
If it’s a row that’s worth the hoeing
And spare yourself the pain of knowing
You’ve a closet full of clothes
You’ll never wear, and won’t dispose
Your hard-earned cash just wasted, gone
‘Cause you refused to try them on…