When I was young my mother said/frivolity's the thing to dread/
Embezzle funds when short on cash/but levity is way too rash/
It is okay to gild the lily/just never ever be caught silly/
And so I learned to always stifle/tendencies to flirt with trifle/
But now the world is marking time/and flummery is called divine/
Those who fribble day and night/are pegged as heroes in the fight/
Fame and fortune come to nuzzle/those who work the crossword puzzle/
So I will play at tiddlywinks/and be revered like some old sphinx!
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