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Things I Utterly Abhor

There aren’t many things I utterly abhor, Seems a waste to concentrate on dross I do cringe when I look at an unsightly sore. Forced to spend time with a churlish boor I will always consider an unfortunate loss, There aren’t many things I utterly abhor. Observing a child spoiled rotten to the core Whose parents have not taught who’s boss I do cringe when I look at an unsightly sore. The expulsion in public of a gaseous vapor Makes some folks grin, but makes me cross There aren’t many things I utterly abhor. I don’t really enjoy a movie I’ve seen before, Seeing my shirt on which I’ve dropped sauce I do cringe when I look at an unsightly sore. Giving it thought, I could come up with more Like running out of thread when I need to floss There aren’t many things I utterly abhor, I do cringe when I look at an unsightly sore.
Written October 22, 2022

Copyright © L MILTON HANKINS

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