I don’t like whine…
Could never drink it,
Nor could I sniff it,
Whine is best served chilled I hear,
Want nothing to do with it, its whine that I fear…
Crying and whining over already spilt milk,
The end of a relationship wrapped all in silk,
How long or how much can one get out of it, yes bilk,
I don’t like whiners or anyone of that ilk…
I may bitch, I may complain,
About my place in this world,
About the fact that I have little,
But you won’t hear me whine,
Nor will I, if I can help it, anyone malign…
© ed ~ 5/3/05
Bob H
Thanks for this eye opener...something to ponder!!
Love Tinka
Neither do I, my friend - never have and never will - maybe we are twins!