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By: Tom Zart
An angry woman opens her mouth And shuts her mind to reason She who stays slow to anger Is loved by more each season. Anger snuffs the lamp of thought And it's hard to stay serene. Where anger rules, hatred thrives, Then the world we love turns mean. She who fans the coals of hate Has no reason to complain, If some hot sparks scorch her face, Her anguish is thus her pain. Anger is a human madness Which consumes the heart and mind. She who rules his spirit with love, Shall be praised by all mankind. Tom Zart
ANGRY WOMAN
zart08@netzero.net
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