Answer to Thursday riddle poem #14

“Uncertainty” by Art Quilter, Gayle McKay

Thursday riddle poem #14
By Annette Marie Hyder

Some call me pusillanimous.
Some think of me as lame.
My modus operandi
is what I think of as ‘game’.
I haven’t got the strength to commit —
with a simple yes or no —
to anything even as small
as a tiny pinkie toe.
I waffle and I dither and I wobble
like a Weeble who can’t fall down.
I like my qualmy fickleness.
I wear it like a crown.
It’s not because I can’t make up my mind.
It’s because of my own perversity.
It makes me feel more in control.
My name’s __________.

What am I?
Uncertainty.

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  1. Thursday riddle poem #14

    By Annette Marie HyderSome call me pusillanimous.Some think of me as lame.My modus operandiis what I think of as ‘game’.I haven’t got the strength to commit –with a simple yes or no –to anything even as smallas a tiny pinkie toe.I waffle and I dither and I wobblelike a Weeble who can’t fall down.I like my qualmy fickleness.I wear it like a crown.Its not because I can’t make up my mind.Its because of my own perversity.It makes me feel more in control.My name’s __________.What am I?Take a guess! Click here for the answer. …

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