Angel is regardful of me
Like something in his keeping
Of excellence without price.
Gratitude are you weeping?
Of me, rapt acquirer of me!
A dud of parts, an outrage!
Angel is not of the 'fallen'
Who for pride did God enrage!
Of me, the notion jolts, of me!
A flop of acts, a disgrace!
I've not angel's focused device
In review's commanding space!
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