Pride

Nothing makes a person more unpleasant
Nor soils and spoils the personality
Than inappropriate pride when present
This problem steals upon us stealthily
And robs us of our humor and our grace

Pride isolates us from the human race
Or insulates us from the suffering
Of other humans as we beat our drum
And blow our horn demanding others sing
Our praises or else face the wrath to come

I am proud of my children as you are
And of Freddie Noodles my big fat cat
I am grateful for my Grandpa's old car
A pretty girl (and just leave this at that)
I do my best to write good poetry

But leave to others to be proud of me

+Steven Curtis Lance



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