There's one thing worse than waiting
Much worse than it by far
A pain that's unabating
Leaving a psychic scar
Constantly oppressive
And hard even to think
How desperately excessive
The hurt to which 'twill sink
And that is never having
What is waited for:
Hanging lights and scavving
But never doing more
So waiting is worthwhile:
The other choice is vile.
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