'Fame is the name of the game, '
Abel said, 'fame and fortune! '
Rob looked up from his work.
'Get a hold of that shovel, brother!
Put your back into it. Spread
the manure and hope for the best! '
Are there men and some women
who seek fame and fortune
in all the wrong places?
You bet there are!
Michael Pruchnicki
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-toils-obscure/
