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Brittle

Gotta little gray in my beard
A little pain in my tears
Gotta little anger in my fears
And a little problem that has reared

Gotta little ache that appeared
A little smile for most leers
Gotta little heart for my peers
And a little up for my geared

Gotta little place so endeared
A little style from my dears
Gotta little word for some jeers
And a little normal in my wierd

Gotta little way that was cleared
A little bill for my shears
Gotta little time in my years
And a little gray in my beard

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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