Old age, them bones
It comes to us all if we are lucky
By Novel AllenPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by julien Tromeur on Unsplash
My heart thumps and palpitates, so why do I feel so very plucky
The bones crack and ache, still I feel that I am really very lucky
Kindly help me find my spectacle
While I explain this wonderous debacle
You see I..... what the dickens was I saying again dearie? Oh flucky!
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Novel Allen
Existing in mist and shadow. Neutrally Abstract.
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