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He Plods, He Plugs

He sweats, he grunts
  he plods, he plugs
There is't a ditch
  he hasn't dug

Works like a dog
  and eats like a horse
Though most of his meals
  are only one course

Had to quit school
  when his parents died
Got married young
  to his 'baby bride'

One kid after another
  took away his youth
Then his health took a hit
  Too much gin sans vermouth

Now at age 60
  He's old and worn-out
Nary a field seeded
  for memory to sprout

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 12/31/2020 9:17:00 PM

I like the cadence of this one Gershon.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/1/2021 1:40:00 PM

Hut, two, three four; hut, hut! ~ Sgt. Bilko

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 12/31/2020 8:55:00 PM

I like the short beat of this, also the 'works like a dog/eats like a horse' - I guess that's what a hard living will do~

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/1/2021 1:39:00 PM

Thank you Michelle. Here's wishing you and your family the Happiest and Healthiest of New Years! Warmest wishes, Gershon

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 12/31/2020 7:49:00 PM

Who do you have in mind? I’m 60 and hoping for several more years!! HNY!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/1/2021 1:39:00 PM

No, no! You are only 50! 'Cos your 60 is the NEW 50!! This poor bloke is the OLD 60, which is really 70!! lol. Here's to 39 again. Thanks for all of your encouragement over the past year, Kim. Poetry hugs, Gershon