When one think of themselves as a smart ass
They must rhyme like a smoothly playing bass
When one find themselves in a situation with pain
They must work for a solution rather than a flight to spain
When one believes of themselves possessing the good heart
They must listen to the mass rather than their sweet-heart
When one point themselves as a victim of foul play
They must protrude facts than watering their eyes for display
When one claim of themselves as a gigantic mall
They must clear matters that looks useless and small
When one seek themselves surrounded with the only love
They must prove to be healthy like that being a clove