Ipso Facto
Getting older it seemed I was losing my grip.
Glasses would tumble before I could sip!
There must be an angle.
If it just had a handle...
There's nary a slip 'twixt the cup and the lip!
Copyright © Elizabeth Mccann | Year Posted 2022
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