His persistent inquires turn my lips thin. <br />I'll get to the promises made, I will when.... <br /> <br />....I'm ready too not before a sooner time <br />will I get rushed feel pursued nose to the grind. <br /> <br />I will fulfill commitments; do what I'll say <br />but once in a while I have to stand, say 'hey! ... <br /> <br />...just wait a sec, sit down and give me your ear. <br />I'm not done with my things, I'm not done, not near. <br /> <br />So sit and relax with your taken number. <br />You are after him and you're just after her. <br /> <br />I'll get to you most promptly lest I forget. <br />And in that case I in advance do regret... <br /> <br />...that you may just have to wait. I've not for you <br />the time or the energy to see you through' <br /> <br />Now all of that said with my stress and some hair... <br />...standing up on my neck because I do dare.... <br /> <br />...to tell you how it is and how I will be <br />when multiple whining people attack me. <br /> <br />copyrightr 12-24-2008 ©® Sarah Sisson<br /><br />Sarah Sisson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whiners-2/
