Fortune

Fickle ol' Fortune came to say

that she had made plans to walk away

as in the other way I planned to walk

"Please don't make this awkward and call just to 'talk'."

Well I never much cared for the luxurious tyrant,

"Fine by me, I travel light, I'll become a vagrant!"

Shrugging my shoulders and lifting my pack,

I set out, still dreaming, 'bout nothing I lacked.