Tom Higgins (Egremont)
Count Your Blessings
Often circumstances can conspire,
to make a life's experience dire.
If this should ever happen to you,
this is what you ought to do.
Look around yourself to see,
if there is a worse place you could be,
and usually you'll find 'tis so,
there's somewhere worse where you could go,
and the poor beggars dwelling there,
have many more woes about which to care,
so count your blessings and sing in praise.
You're better off than them, oh happy days!
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