Chapter 339
No One Likes A Nag
One likes to hear about their charm
Or their pure sweet beauty
Or be praised for their
Protracted persistent duty
When all one hears
Is about their faults
What does one think
Are going to be the results
We are who we are
That is how it is
It should not matter
If it's hers or his
Brighten the shadow
Cast off the doubt
A smile goes much further
Than a sour frowning pout
One would much prefer
To listen to a wag
Let's face it
No one likes a nag
Nobody