Whining

A Poem by David Plantinga

When things go wrong I like to whine.

Complaining’s free and feels so fine.

So when I do find fault,

It’s moaning I exalt.

Sip vinegar instead of wine.

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Added on November 12, 2024
Last Updated on November 12, 2024

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