I argued with a fence post an attempt to make it see
I knew I was right but it kept arguing back at me
The arguing continued it never seemed to end
Though I press my point the post would not bend
A Proverb came into my head something about a fool
By now I was in too deep my flesh it had to rule
So it continued back and forth I had to make it see
The glass before us is not half full it is half empty
peterI knew I was right but it kept arguing back at me
The arguing continued it never seemed to end
Though I press my point the post would not bend
A Proverb came into my head something about a fool
By now I was in too deep my flesh it had to rule
So it continued back and forth I had to make it see
The glass before us is not half full it is half empty
