If you simply must explore
to find the golden fleece of yore,
as have other fools galore,
I fear that its discovery
is something that is not to be
by the likes of you or me.
The point, I fear, is simply moot.
If you are at all astute,
you’ll realize there is no loot.
Your hopes, I know, will surely clash
with the fact there is no cash,
for legends often make us rash.
But I fear I must explain
lives searching for an unearned gain
turn into lives just spent in vain.
And that, in short, is just inane!