Let’s get together to workshop our souls,
then toss our past regrets back in their bowls.
Though life’s a lottery, full of calamity,
we are the agents of all of its amity.
Choices we make determine our ends.
Fate’s only responsible for its trick bends.
You bring the biscuits and I’ll provide wine.
We’ll discuss life as we sip and we dine.
No better remedy for life’s aversions
than hors d’oeuvres and drinks to provide our diversions.