Just to make that grinch in me wince.
Routine business…
And around the clock watches,
For something to anger me
Notching with knots that grow and block.
This has to stop…
This carelessness to care for others
When inside I’d rather ‘do’ than ‘not’.
Giving up this funk I got from the grinch.
I’ll have to leave it behind…
With the others who are left,
In minds cranked to the borderline!
Hopefully that funk I leave…
Will be enough misery,
To have them all continually…
Find the time to beat that funk to death!

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