Opportunity

I opened lips to give my girl advice,
although she’s grown and didn’t voice request,
and free suggestion isn’t worth its price.
Instead I read the symptoms I was stressed
myself. I’ll wait for her to query twice
but counsel me. The wisdom I expressed?
My game is slow, but I’ll suppress the kvetch,
and use this opportunity to stretch.

(Ottava Rima)

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