The Preference of the Disenchanted I would rather be your morning paper,
than the one who made you breakfast.
I would rather be your secretary,
than the one who never made eye contact last night.
I would rather be your client,
than the one who put your untouched supper in the refrigerator and went to bed.
I would rather be your hunting dog,
than the one who took the kids on vacation without you.
I would rather be your pastor,
than the one who never gets things done quite right.
I would rather be your lawyer or accountant,
than the one who knows more of Sesame Street than Wall Street.
I would rather be your golf partner,
than the one you always leave behind.
I would rather be thanked than ignored.
I would rather be touched than brushed aside.
I would rather be nurtured than stifled.
I would…
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