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Introduction
I'd just
turned fifty and had been on crutches for a while and the fear of old age
loomed so I thought I'd turn it in to a joke.
How
Areya Five O
I'm
fifty and petrified, in fact I am aghast
The very thought of your future, being a helluva lot less than your past
A zimmer frame you can picture, crutches by the door
Meals on wheels are delivered, 'cause you cannot cook no more
Least dimentia's not quite set in, I can still remember to write verse
Could be wearing a wooden overcoat...now that'd be a damn sight worse
Copyright;
Samantha
Jones
Email:
capricornus69@aol.com
Web Site: http://hometown.aol.co.uk/capricornus69/myhomepage/poems.html
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