Song 55 – Oh me!

To gain some friends
I made an attempt.
I wasn’t born to do
and all I did, happened.
I met none in the church,
neither on the road.
I knew them all so much
but my reticence was a load.

Never mind,
all this was to be.
Somebody always knew better;
why not me!?

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Song 2

It’s a funny proposition
to be suave to the rest,
when I hate just anything
that’s lesser than best.

How comes that
close to be human?
Do love do the rest?
if I hated, what then?

My mother so devout says
her love worked like magic.
My girl so much loves
gifts I surprise her with.

How comes that
grand to be human?
Do love do the rest?
If I hated, what then?

Taken aback by the comments
from the dear ones, scrutinizing.
I tell them nothing, let time tell,
though patience looks agonizing.

How comes that
wise to be human?
Do love do the rest?
If I hated, what then?

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