What Makes You a Grouch: A Poem
When you can't hardly wait for chance to oppose
with arsenal ready to spill verbal poison around
or every poem sounds like a boring prose
you need to get back on the ground
---for you are a grouch.
When everyone around you is having fun
and you try to spoil it any way you can
seeing only clouds, ignoring the sun
no wonder no one is your fan
----because you are a grouch.
When you keep complaining while others cheer
seeing something wrong with babies and saints
or complicate matters that are simple and clear
portraying the world around only in dark paints
----you must be a grouch.
When excitement is high on the dancing floor
and you just hang around, yawn and slouch
I have got to say now what I missed before
make an appointment for a shrink's couch
----for you are a grouch