poem about perfection and giving it up.
It's been a pain, you see, in every way
Perfection is often touted as the way to go,
But today I gave up on perfection; it had to go!
Perfection can be a useful thing,
As long as you don't feel it's critical sting.
That sting is what many can't tolerate,
Because it often comes early, in-between and a bit too late.
Yes, I finally gave up on perfection, lass and lad
That is why I gave it up for music, and the Free Electric Band.