They never got excited
Story★★★‘Til a party was announced;
But to that shindig you can’t guess
The way they hopped and bounced.
They studied every girl’s new dress
Their hair-dos caught their eye;
But over poor souls doomed for hell,
You never heard them cry.
The point
A poem contrasting excitement for worldly parties with indifference toward the lost, challenging misplaced priorities.
