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Crones Discuss Who Is Old

They are aged, decrepit, seriously weird old crones Gladys said I cannot believe they are alive, they probably should be dead She is the kind of Alzheimer’s lady who says whatever is in her head She is as crazy as any of the rest of us, agreed a loony bird named Ed. Two of us kept quiet, for we did not think we were as weird as she. We whispered about Gladys and were not kind about her knobby knee. We hissed around about Ed, as those with eyes could clearly see. At least we don’t look that old! Said my friend McDig MacGee.

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