I have this huge inheritance, see.

I've lots of love from the sweet honey bee.

And too much of lots of many nice things

insists that I spend as wisdom with wings.

My gifts should make happiness

know to bring blessedness

know to bring strength to us

outside of all the fuss.

Such gifts are precious

and better than righteousness ~

Some gifts are priceless

but never can bless.

And sometimes I wonder

why some never ponder

the outcome of beauty

when faced with war's duty

And sometimes I know

that the way one should go

is that knowledge of peace

when we've signed up an ace.