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Show Vain Forbearance. The trials we're endurin', In this world we're livin' in Are beyond the hope of curin'. " They have kep' me worried thin. The 'people who are foolish, People who are far too gay. People swift and people mulish They are always in the way. But to a thoughtful creature, Opposed to all that's rude, The world's most vexin' feature Is its rank ingratitude! Though my nerves I keep a-wringin', Puttin' up with ways so free, It goes laughin on an' singin', Never takin' heed of me! |
