Solemn Simon sits on a knoll
His back against the tough tree
Sitting there, he ponders anew
The path of his destiny.
He must contemplate this at depth
Yes, this he knows for a fact
Life is not there just to be lived
It is there to be attacked.
What would be the best strategy?
What would be the best manner?
So much to ponder - mind boggling!
Where oh where's his day planner?