Pesky Loose Ends Poem by Edward A. Morris
Pesky Loose Ends
If everything were simple it would shape just like a brain,
And I'd take it out and look at it and never feel a pain,
And I'd pity poorer mortals who didn't care if it were true,
For the clear and simple reasons that explained their shallow view,
And my life would be a pleasure with no pondering to annoy,
For there wouldn't be a single loose end to tie up...
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