The Complainer

Have you ever met a complainer?
He grouses, grumbles, and gripes
Fussing and futzing surround him
Do you know this specific type?

Nothing will ever please him
He will always find a new fault
Order a chocolate milkshake
He will bleat loudly, “I wanted malt!”

Seems no way to please him
Nothing is ever quite right
You can try to convince him
You can use all of your might

But chances are he is stuck here
Mired in his grievance-filled ways
He does not see he needs changing
And so there’s not much you can say

He will go on complaining
The only thing you can do
Is to notice how lonely this man is
And never ever let it become you