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When we retire to our charming boudoire
Cathie just likes to read
While I on the other hand prefer to sleep
And dream of my kindly deeds

So I don my mask to block out the light
And I'm off to my fantasy land
Helping poor souls in dire straits
Those seniors whose life's hit the fan

You see I'm known as the “Lone Re-Arranger”
I help seniors rearrange their life
Along with “Pronto” and faithful horse “Sliver”
We help those struggling with strife

If your mate's in the kitchen preparing dinner
Using sharp and dangerous things
Don't start singing, stay far far away
She's distracted when she hears people sing

Travel to another part of the house
Stay as far away as you can
Older people at times lose control
They've been known to cut off their hands

Here's what the “Lone Re-Arranger” suggests
Be gentle with these elderly folks
They really don't mean to cause you no harm
Though the house may be filled with smoke

Just then I wake up from my interesting sleep
As Cathie turns out the light
Sure happy that knife in my back wasn't real
In my dreams I was rigid with fright!

© Jack Ellison 2013

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