Poem: One Of Those Times

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No, I’m not mad at you…why should I be?
It’s not that we must always then agree.
So just because we don’t agree on this,
Does not mean fracturing connubial bliss.
So you have your opinion, I have mine.
This is not something where we draw the line.
But on this, you should not have any doubts—
You know that I do not like Brussels Sprouts!

© Richard Williams

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