Regret leaves such a bitter taste
That lingers, foul and sour.
A taste that comes to haunt you
Day by day and hour by hour.
Regret is best avoided,
At all costs, if possible,
Because it takes the nicest folk
And turns them most horrible.
Regret makes us look backwards,
With our twenty-twenty eyes,
And pinpoint a decision,
Once thought sound, but now despised.
Regret is never helpful,
And it never paves the way,
For a life that’s full and happy
Where we cherish every day.
So let’s take regret and throw it
In a big pit with despair,
And hatred and with cruelty
And let them all fester there.