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The Complainer

The Complainer

I got a bum kneel; and the pain like fiery fingers
Plunges through it when I walk.

People say I'm lucky, that I could have arthritis 
Or a bad back.

But my backs all right and I don't have arthritis.
What do I care for bad backs and arthritis?

I got a bum knee; and the pain like fiery fingers
Plunges through it when I walk.

Your problems are your own, nobody elses;
But to you, your problems are the thing that's most important.

So you see? I got a bum kneel; and the pain like fiery fingers
Plunges through it when I walk.

Copyright © Wanda Daugherty

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