“Holding a Grudge,” Friend, Nov. 2006, 13
A grudge is a terrible nuisance to hold,
Untidy, and heavy, and usually cold.
The big clumsy thing starts to weigh more and more,
Till holding it’s all you can do. What a bore!
Its weight makes you grimace, your tired lips mumble.
Your eyes start to cross, and your weary feet stumble.
So for goodness’ sake, find something better to grip—
Like a bat for a ball game, or a map for a trip.
A friend’s hand is great. A kite string is fun.
Grab a bike, a good book, a broom—just pick one.
Hold a puppy, a paintbrush, a thick piece of fudge—
Almost anything’s nicer to hold than a grudge!