And Here I Stand, Both Corrected and a Fool

And here I stand, both corrected and a fool Yet here I stand, both forgiving and willing To afford another try. Pity me, but do not pity me I hate to be pitied But my stupidity leaves you with no choice But to pity me I am with shame for two times is one too many Given the crime, one time is far too many You are, but lucky that you found such a forgiving soul To victimise A braver heart would not have stood here, both corrected and a fool.