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About This Poem
Cynics
Cynics really bug me
They annoy me no end
They're always quite willing
Their point to defend
It doesn't hold water
With this big happy soul
I look on the bright side
My only life's goal
They're always unhappy
What a horrible life
I'd hate to be married
To a lifetime of strife
Why can't they see
There's a big world out there
That don't give a hoot
That don't really care
These cynics they travel
Down paths filled with angst
Oblivious to others
Not this guy, no thanks
Cynics they bug me
They annoy me, my friend
You can count on this dude
To resist till the end
© Jack Ellison 2012
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