John T. Baker ,My Creed</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=31.htm>John T. Baker </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>My Creed</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>With what I am I'm now content,<br>I've given up regretting;<br>Of much I'm proud . . . and much repent . . .<br>And much I keep forgetting.<br>My creed is simple to explain,<br>Concise and not wide-ranging;<br>I'd just prefer that things remain<br>The same and not keep changing.<br>My attitude is affable,<br>Appearance ordinary,<br>My social graces laughable,<br>Impatience legendary.<br>My heartbeat's like a metronome,<br>My appetite quite hearty,<br>But still I'd rather stay at home<br>Than run around and party.<br>So when it's time to leave this life<br>And pack up here below,<br>I'll probably inform my wife<br>I'd just as soon not go. </b></font></p><hr color=0000ca size=3></blockquote></blockquote><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>