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At Every Age, a Different Stage

At age three, it's 'Mommy, mommy' At twenty-three, I'm still carefree At thirty-three, it's not quite all about me At forty-three, there's responsibility At fifty-three, I'm starting to see At sixty-three, all night I pee At seventy-three, retired and free At eighty-three, just you and me At ninety-three, drink herbal tea ~At one-oh-three, I'm a mummy

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Date: 4/29/2020 6:44:00 AM
Hilarous! Love every ounce of this one.
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/29/2020 9:18:00 AM
Glad you found it 'giggle-worthy!' Thanks, Caren.
Date: 4/29/2020 1:21:00 AM
Hahahaha..The last line rocks!!! Great humor!
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/29/2020 9:17:00 AM
That's a wrap, eh?! lol. Thank you so much. :) gw
Date: 4/28/2020 11:04:00 PM
I enjoyed this humorous look at aging, written with great rhyming and wit. Best of wishes. :)
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/29/2020 9:16:00 AM
Thanks for your encouragement, Evelyn. :) Gershon
Date: 4/28/2020 9:11:00 PM
Haha life in a flash. Where did it go. .
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/28/2020 10:26:00 PM
Where did what go? lol. Thanks, Tom. ~ Gershon
Date: 4/28/2020 8:06:00 PM
From Mommy to Mummy! It’s a wrap ;)
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/28/2020 10:26:00 PM
Better to end up as Mummy than to start that way---except over there in jolly old England. lol. Thanks, Kim! :) gw

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