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We should get married, Shouldn't we? Is that a nod, Do you agree? Should we expect Two to three? Will this car be enough, Should we plunge For a bigger house To store our unused stuff? Can we make the payments, Will I be promoted, Or will I loose my job? Parent/Teacher Night's tonight, I'm late for the rehearsal, I've got to go coach little league, After Health 'n Safety Training. Am I homophobic? Am I alcoholic? Did I see gray about my temples, Crow's feet around my eyes? Am I gaining extra weight, My waist is twice my height. I have lumps and grunts I didn't have before, I hear thumping in the night, Did I lock the doors? And this is just our personal life, The world outside is crumbling: Brexit, Walls, pipeline horrors, The Amazon Rain Forests. Acid Rain, O-Zone, Isis (And throw in North Korea), There are multitudinal crises, All conspiring succinctly, With too much sneaking thievery, Adding grist to an angst-filled life. Do I really need to ask, What will our kids do, When they leave their angst behind To be worry free as you.
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Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 11:00 AM UTC
Angst
We should get married, Shouldn't we? Is that a nod, Do you agree? Should we expect Two to three? Will this car be enough, Should we plunge For a bigger house To store our unused stuff? Can we make the payments, Will I be promoted, Or will I loose my job? Parent/Teacher Night's tonight, I'm late for the rehearsal, I've got to go coach little league, After Health 'n Safety Training. Am I homophobic? Am I alcoholic? Did I see gray about my temples, Crow's feet around my eyes? Am I gaining extra weight, My waist is twice my height. I have lumps and grunts I didn't have before, I hear thumping in the night, Did I lock the doors? And this is just our personal life, The world outside is crumbling: Brexit, Walls, pipeline horrors, The Amazon Rain Forests. Acid Rain, O-Zone, Isis (And throw in North Korea), There are multitudinal crises, All conspiring succinctly, With too much sneaking thievery, Adding grist to an angst-filled life. Do I really need to ask, What will our kids do, When they leave their angst behind To be worry free as you.
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Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 11:00 AM UTC
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