by Arthur Guiterman
What one approves, another scorns,
and thus his nature each discloses.
You find the rosebush full of thorns,
I find the thornbush full of roses.
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What one approves, another scorns,
and thus his nature each discloses.
You find the rosebush full of thorns,
I find the thornbush full of roses.
Go here for more Guiterman giggles.
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