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I find myself angry at him, how can that be?

Please, oh please, Lord don’t let go of me!

I know he can’t help the way that he is-

Sometimes I can’t take any more of his funny biz!

I frown & I grimace & hold my breath-

Sometimes I can’t breathe, it hurts me to death.

I belch & I burp- for goodness sake what is that?

The devil seeking an exit just like a bat?

I don’t like me much on days such as this-

Please, Lord, make me listen to you & yours & not his!!!!