Life's Vicissitudes

Life is like a pole
We slide up and down
Only thing that doesn't fluctuate is our name
Due to this, useless would be a behavioral mean
There would be no basis on which to assess a fine
At the bottom of the pole there is no wishing well

I greet my friend Chris, and he tells me he's well
He says he is now dating a Pole
I ask him if he wants to get a bite to eat and he's down
Pole, I joke with him, well I guess some ethnicity has to endure such a name
He laughs before saying, "Well I mean..."
He pulls out a picture of her from his wallet, and I comment that she's fine

I walk into my office, and the receptionist remarks how the weather is quite fine
Maybe that explains why no one is sick, everyone is well
Well except for Andrew, he went on vacation to the North Pole
I boot up my computer, but the servers are down
I call up the technician, I forgot his name
While fixing the computer he jokes, "This machine serves up some mean problems... mean."

Before bed I read, wondering why Richard Wright's grandmother was so mean
Maybe the zeitgeist, racial, and geographical context deemed it fine
I can brood over it-- as I often do-- but I eventually resolve, "Oh well."
I turn on the TV, and they talk about a poll recently conducted, but the text displayed says "pole"
It would appear as if the intelligence and diligence of news producers has gone down
I'd be so embarrassed that nowhere associated with this mistake would I want my name

I'm really tired this morning, and upon seeing Chris, I have to ask him his name
He is angered by my "stupid" question, and screams a few insults, all of them mean
In an ostensibly apathetic tone, I respond, "Fine!"
He quickly responds, "This may be the end of our friendship, it may very well."
At this point, I would rather grind a strip pole
"Ridiculous," I scream. "One lethargic error on my part, and our friendship has been shot down."

I arrive late to the office just to see that the building just collapsed-- it fell down
My time working there flashes before my eyes, and while absorbed in thought, I hear my name
"Daniel!", my boss screams. "Now that's what I mean!",
"Coming to work after a suicide bomber destroyed the building just to see if we are fine!"
"You're due for a pay raise that'll suit you well..."
I now think about all of the money I can splurge on women grinding said strip pole

Within a day, my fortune has hit two different pole
Like a rollercoaster, what comes up must go down
To avoid my pain, I advise you to just remember your best friend's name