Curriculum Vitae
Vintage Ham
When I Count Up
When I Was One 
   & Twenty
Three Women
For Phyllis
Around the World
   in Eighty Years
For Better or Verse
Confessions of a 
   Poetaster
Continuity
The Beat of My Drum
Daily Prayer
The Draggin' Slayer
A Final Toast
Just Friends
My Creed
My Voyage
New Year's Resolutions
No Tears
The Passing Years
Maturity
Rhyming
My Roommate
So Little Time
Stumble, Stumble, 
   Little Verse
When I Sign On



MY CREED
by John T. Baker
With what I am I'm now content, I've given up regretting; Of much I'm proud . . . and much repent . . . And much I keep forgetting. My creed is simple to explain, Concise and not wide-ranging; I'd just prefer that things remain The same and not keep changing. My attitude is affable, Appearance ordinary, My social graces laughable, Impatience - legendary. My heartbeat's like a metronome, My appetite quite hearty, But still I'd rather stay at home Than run around and party. So when it's time to leave this life And pack up Here Below, I'll probably inform my wife I'd just as soon not go.

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