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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Heap O' Livin' by Edgar A. Guest: And Croesus oft's the poorest man in town.
THE EPICURE
I've sipped a rich man's sparkling wine,
His silverware I've handled.
I've placed these battered legs of mine
'Neath tables gayly candled.
I dine on rare and costly fare
Whene'er good fortune lets me,
But there's no meal that can compare
With those the missus gets me.
I've had your steaks three inches thick
A Heap O' Livin' | 
