It Takes All Kind! So folks are born compalainers- They gripe no matter what! Kick about the weather When it's cold or when it's hot! They coan wake up in the morning Of a perfect summer day And even in a cloudless sky They'll find a hint of gray. They're sure that fate has delt them Every losing card And the grass is always greener In someone else's yard. Such people should be pitied For they've lost the vital spark That makes life worth the living So they flounder in the dark. Then there are folks who have A different point of view And even on a cloudy day They'll find a patch of blue They take the many ups and downs Lofe offers in their strides And know that happiness depends. On how thay feel inside. They're ready with a friendly smile, A handshake or hello, And when they come tho visit us We hate to see them go! And while it takes all kinds To make a world, We'd have to say These are the folks it's nice to have Around us every day!Birth sign: Not entered
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