Balance - a slightly crazy, utterly bad poem

Dab on the conditioner, just enough to smoothen the hair,
Measure out the mousse mix, perfect to form a layer
A coat of shoe polish, just enough for the shine,
A tinkle of laughter touching the wine,
Should not be too brash, or too shy,
It need not be the whole truth, but don't lie,
A touch of perfection, slightly careless
Nothing too much, and nothing too less....

Fingers clicking on the willing keyboard,
Time planned for the kitchen and the cutting board,
A few parties to attend, and some quiet time together,
Some gossip, some arguements, some talk about the weather.
Moments of affection, sweet and spicy,
Some warm acquaintances, some very icy....
Start the car, we are ready to go,
Not too fast, not too slow...

Neither too relaxed, as life might pass you by,
Nor too tensed, should have time to say 'hi',
Measured width of smile, or a misting of the eyes,
An equal helping of burger and french fries,
Lightly buttered toast with a low-fat fruit,
Smile for the manager, frown for the recruit,
Not too busy
Not too easy.


Hold on tight, life is changing lanes,
And yet again, there's got to be a balance.......