Despite stacks and stacks of dog-eared books

Well principled gestures, words, even dirty looks

The quest for this thing called wisdom goes on and on

It sometimes leaves me thinking it’s a once upon

A beginning of mankind’s most convincing fairytale

And little more than a coin tossed into a wishing well

But oh please do, do please go on and on and continue

If you think more of this will bring wisdom to me and you