Very Glad
The food I eat I do not hunt,
the cloths I wear
I do not
mend,
In the world I live, I specialize;
keep my mouth
shut, to not
offend.
The burdens I carry are not the
struggles of my dear
mother, nor my
dad.
I am lucky to live in a time when
all I need is good fortune,
to keep away the
mad.
Yorktown Disciple
The food I eat I do not hunt,
the cloths I wear
I do not
mend,
In the world I live, I specialize;
keep my mouth
shut, to not
offend.
The burdens I carry are not the
struggles of my dear
mother, nor my
dad.
I am lucky to live in a time when
all I need is good fortune,
to keep away the
mad.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 11317
Quatrain of Very Glad - 11317 - Yorktown Disciple
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The
burdens
I
carry
burdens
I
carry
Yorktown Disciple
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