Admitted

Sometimes I do deliberate

My penchant to be all things great . . .

A Ruler sitting there in state,

My food served on expensive plate.

To nod as people remonstrate,

And wave as children graduate.

Have fancy clothes to duplicate,

See flags that wave as people wait . . .

But such is not to be my fate,

I have no life to complicate,

No strangers to accommodate.

Instead, I can collaborate

With those whom I proliferate.

And so, may I elucidate?

To all of you who may relate,

I’d like to say, with no debate,

I LOVE MY HAPPY LIFE. IT'S GREAT!

Today is a poetry challenge! Each month, the bloggers who participate vote on a theme. August? Admit you're happy. Okay, I admit it!

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