try
{
   When I was young I thought
   Of so many things I would be
   And so practiced a lot of things
   To make a man of me

   Every action or decision I made
   Sparked an action in alternate plane
   Traveling down the Trousers of Time
   They were to me close, but not the same

   Doctor, poet, musician, policeman
   Fireman, carpenter, gardener, chef
   Short attention filled every job
   Even squirrel- feeder with palatial clef
}

catch (Exception e1)
{
   These other me's took every job
   But somehow I managed to get this.
   Aiming high brought me this,
   Finally childish dreams came real.....
}