Mutter and Huff
Why must you mutter?
Well, why do YOU huff?
Seems we’ve reached a standoff,
Enough is enough!
For thirty odd years
When I enter the room,
I hear all the rumblings
A prophet of gloom!
And for ME, all these years
I hear unhappy sighs
As if you’ve been wounded
Or the sun will not rise
Are you so unhappy?
Do I cause YOU grief?
Is that what you think?
Guess that is MY belief
The mutter you hear is a prayer
How could you be so wrong?
I’m thanking the powers that be,
Without you I can’t get along
Funny, the huff that
you’re hearing, my dear
is a sigh of relief
Knowing you are still here!
May WE mutter and huff
till our dying days
Or, may we BILL and COO,
Please let me rephrase!
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2018
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