Anticipation Poem by Aidan Clevinger

Anticipation



Just when I need courage most,
My heart is beginning to fail me.
It's that dratted thing called anticipation,
That makes my heart pound and flutter while waitin',
I don't know why it calls my bluff,
Doing the thing makes me nervous enough.

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