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I'm Told I'm Angry

I'm Told I'm Angry

If I ever,
Listened to that voice
Coming from my better half,
I'd happen to disagree
For the better thought of being a grump
Doesn't necessarily mean I'm angry.
Accept as I have that
I'm a natural born complainer
Dislike and disgust trouble me so
It takes away from life
Sitting uneasy, taking too long
To let it go.
Can't be helped being opinionated
Open my valve so the steam gets ventilated,
I tell my woman it's tough
To keep the peace
Her answer sarcastic in reply you can take
Your piece of mind and
Stick it where the sun don't shine.
In ensuing laughter I see
Your the reason why
This grump is angry.

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Tony Taylor

Hey D!!.........I felt like I was reading one of those really cool cartoons from "The New Yorker" magazine!!.........taking a look at real life ~through someone's kitchen window! (lol!)........this is great man.............especially since you kept it under control..........and really didn't "Blow your top!"..........thanx for the smiles my brother..............Love and Rockets!!.............T xo

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Devon La Porte

Thanks T, sometimes I just can't help but piss and moan and what better way to kind of make light of myself in a playful write, im not really angry just opinionated. Glad you enjoyed it brother.

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