Overlooking Poem by Ima Ryma

Overlooking



Whether to overlook or not,
Stuff that is offensive to me
Does come up in my life a lot,
Since there's a lot in life to see.
When I was young, not much it took
For me to see to be convinced
I really could not overlook
Whatever got me so incensed.
But now, as I get older, I
Tend to overlook more and more,
Mainly because most others try
To overlook the crap I score.

How far my overlooking goes?
I always overlook my nose.

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