Poem Number 1700
This is my poem No. Seventeen Hundred
Gadzooks, that's a boatload of poems
Think my brain would have turned to mush
Or perhaps I'd wind up in a home
Nope, it appears I'm as prolific as ever
Have delayed my downhill slide
Inevitable as it is, I'm fighting it off still
With the help of my blushing bride
Still call her honey after all these years
I refuse to let time win the battle
No matter the years or how grey I get
This dude refuses to get rattled
It doesn't hurt that I come from good stock
Seven siblings lived to seventy or more
I tend to overeat, I break all the rules
But I'm still winning the damn war
So getting back to my poems, let me know
If you notice I'm on a downhill slide
Sure wouldn't want to embarrass myself
After all, I've still got my pride
© Jack Ellison 2015
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2015
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