What goes around comes around
At any time o’clocks.
It comes and goes and stays and flows
And runs and rolls and rocks.
Well the goes around, it came around
And changes it did make.
It changed its look, rewrote its book,
And left a foamy wake.
What goes around will break your heart,
And also make you whole
We need the goes around to live,
No matter what its toll.
Sometimes it’s big, sometimes small,
Sometimes white or black.
I do not know know what goes around,
But I know it will come back.
The Daily Travesty 