Worry Wart

Years ago, I had this wart on my finger.
I commanded it to go away, but it would not.
I yelled and hollered. Nothing.
Finally, I pulled out the big guns.
I used all sorts of wart removing chemicals. For months.
Eventually, I uprooted the little booger for good.
I was thinking recently about how similar all this is to the way I worry.
I finish worrying about one thing and quickly move on to another.
The thing I worry about is not the root of the problem;
it's just the wart.
This got me to thinking that if I attack worry itself hard enough
and long enough, I may be able to get rid of it.
And then I won't be a worry wart anymore.