Crabbing Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos
Crabbing
We always crab
this life is drab,
and blame the Lord
for all discord.
It shouldn't be
for gave us He
freedom and will,
His Word as well.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
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4/25/2024 6:10:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Would you believe I thought it was going to be about crabbing, a jaunt I was sure I would enjoy reading about. You surprised me. Read mine - Brush Strokes - Adeline