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I Sat Too Long

I sat too long The coffee’s cold I sip it still I’m growing old The days they come And slowly pass As I sit on My lazy a.. This growing old It first took root While I was in My birth day suit Therefore, I guess I shan’t complain Some take the bus Some take the train The coffee cup Sits mocking me I drank it all Now I must P John G. Lawless ©12/25/2022

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Date: 12/26/2022 6:57:00 PM
A classic, John... btw: What kind of coffee is that? (I really must know, so as to avoid it, 'cos I already P 2 much).
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Date: 12/26/2022 5:21:00 PM
I love this quirky, cheeky, funny poem John! It made me smile….Fun!! Debx
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Date: 12/26/2022 11:54:00 AM
A cute/fun write. Thanks for the laugh. Blessings..............
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