Sigh


Caught between

A rock and a hard place

One side potential ecstasy

the other consummate dread

There is not much joy in whoville

Where the desirous grinch sows his seeds

Not much more lies in whatifville

If the fields tended cannot be mended

And must be abandoned.

There is not much hope

When pulling the plant

Leaves the root behind

 

 

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