An
Ingrate Thinks It Over
(from a lover to their beloved)
I
Could be OverWhelmed with GratiTude – and Why I'm Not, I'll Never
UnderStand. And So my First words Don't get MisconStrued, I Do
conFess my Blessings All are Grand! I Tend ta Take for Granted All I
Got, I MagniFy my Troubles, Sad to Say; you've Been so Kind in
Blessing Me a Lot, and Now I See... you've Helped me All the WAY! So
Please ferGive my FaithlessNess right Now! I Cop you Make my Cup ta OverFlow, now Listen, You have Been an Utter WOW! And I am Truly
Blest from Head ta TOE! AY-MEN!
Copyright 2013 by Marie Louise Nickerson
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