A poem by Beverly Stock.
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I value more than I condemn,
My tendency to bitch,
Because it helps me realize
How many I enrich!
They who have little in their soul
That links them to opinion,
Know no angst or self-control,
Who leave no “first-Impression.”
With sassy words, I’m glad to say,
While others “hem and haw”
I let loose a verbose array,
(And get thumbs up from all.)