ah yes tis be but a mite poem

tis enough to raise one’s glass and salute one’s class
tis enough to raise the bar and not travel far
tis enough to change the world with your very own girl
tis enough to graduate with honors knowing the old life is a goner
tis enough to hold your own when you really got none
tis enough to go for broke when you already are
tis all these things we could think about in life
tis this poem that was written by a man without a wife