Damn convention,
It’s overrated,
It’s too complete,
It’s saturated,
With rules, and laws,
And little quirks,
It’s made for stiffs,
And boring jerks.
Live a little,
Brake the mold,
Wear those red shoes,
Be so bold.
Live for now,
Live a lot,
This life you have,
Is all you’ve got.
As I grow old,
I wish that I,
Had worn the clothes,
That caught the eye.
Sod convention,
It’s time to be,
The crazy person,
I want to be.