Jeepers Creepers - bless my peepers!

We're now a land of wimpy weepers...

Full of me-me and self-pity,

Everywhere you hear their ditty.

On song but often out of tune

It's painful when you hear them croon

Full of worry and concern:

Life's not fair, what about my turn?

I'm worth as much as anyone

So why do others have more fun

And cash to buy stuff I've not got...

Why should they have what I have not?

Life offers health and wealth and fame -

And if I miss out, someone's to blame!

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