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!!!!