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1/10/21


Feels great to hear another Golden Oldie
People quick to say okey dokey
Often doing the hokey pokey
Rollie Pollie
Holy Moley
Working toward a Gold Rollie
Stacking up the guacamole
And the blue cheese on the low-key

There was betrayal
And dismayal
Folks quick to label
Always being hateful
It' s shameful
And rather disgraceful
Still was able
To sink the nail
On a small or bigger scale
I failed 
And I prevailed
Didn't always bring it to the table
Was just far too painful
I was ready for it, knowing it could be stable
Or an outcome that is fatal

I sipped a lot of ale
Nearby there was a pail
If I ever needed to bail
There was no trace or crumbs and a trail
Left out, it quickly went stale

Setting sail
Still seeking the Holy Grail
With a suit of Chain Mail
Occasionally on a Clydesdale
Paying no mind to these "Jezebels"
It's the truth not a biblical tale
People fast to say "Go to hell"
Still acting like "Cain and Abel"

Steered clear or hooked and impaled
Never partook or continually inhaled
Stayed away, or overdid it and then moved like a snail

Another gale
And bout of hale
There's no time to flail
Or be frail

I don't need to wail
Trying to pay attentions to the details
Sometimes I see quail
And eat Kale
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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