I said a few words, to my son at the breakfast table
His mood now seems different, for the day
As parents we wish the best for our children
Though they may not see it right away
I shared some slides, with colleagues on a call
My thoughts now officially recorded
The brilliance in my plans for them to see
Though somehow they seemed distorted
I presented a deal, in a building in New York
To an audience considering to invest
The neighborhood would never be the same
But no one had interest
I gave a speech, to the United Nations
My words full of meaning and sense
The people all smiling and laughing
Except their jokes came at my expense
I pressed a button, in a bunker below a mountain
A final act before my pension
And in that last moment on cable news
My world paid its final attention
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