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Call Me Old

Just don't call me old Call me seasoned Fresh life lessons in a worn bag Take all you need just not all Call me seasoned I've been around the block Take all you need just not all I am glad to help you out I've been around the block Fresh life lessons in a worn bag I am glad to help you out Just don't call me old

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Chris Hardy

Date: 1/17/2014 4:59:00 PM

Great work...I have been told old is a num and that is all...it is how old one acts...I am old but I act like I am 20....or so my daughter says....she is 33....just enjoy the ride..seems you have it all together...especially in your writing....I love reading your poems....

Kevin Clark

Date: 1/16/2014 5:26:00 PM

You are definitely a seasoned veteran already at writing it seems.