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The wrong point of view for an American
or
the insane receive small measures of victory in the failings of the whole

Whine moan cry 
say the gloomy workaday crew, 
“The whole holiday weekend 
will be nothing but 
rain and 
gray skies.” 

I think silently, 
hey… 
a legitimate excuse 
for not mowing my lawn!