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Nearing the Finish Line

As the might-have-beens get smaller
And the what-the-hecks get taller
Life gets sweeter.
What a beater,
Death looms, but ya wanna stall'er
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Cresswell Avatar
August 24, 2017 at 10:46 AM
LOL how true! This a superb write all life there in five lines.
Flats Avatar
August 25, 2017 at 7:02 PM
Keep stalling!
Makama Avatar
June 30, 2017 at 9:27 AM
This is fantastic, so fantastic. Coming to this page feels predestined because I feel so satisfied. Thanks for the wonderful share.
Hoffman Avatar
June 24, 2017 at 8:13 PM
Thats the only thing in life I want to stall, lol! Good one John!~Che :)
Flats Avatar
June 25, 2017 at 8:50 AM
Keep a stall'n! And smiling... I think it fends off the reaper;-) huggersniks ~ j
Adams Avatar
June 22, 2017 at 4:35 PM
You are definitely the limerick master!!! This is a favorite of mine. Humor with a wise surprise!! Love it!
Flats Avatar
June 25, 2017 at 8:48 AM
Thanks Roger! Wise? In my lim'riks wise would definitely be a surprise;-)
Bauer Avatar
June 22, 2017 at 4:29 PM
i love a poem with wisdom and humor mingling quite cozily together, john! let's hope we can all "stall'er" for a while longer...
Flats Avatar
June 23, 2017 at 1:15 PM
I'm in a stall! Or is that a tailspin? Cheers & chuckles ~ j
Allison Avatar
June 22, 2017 at 10:35 AM
I am holding out to stall kicking the bucket for as long as possible lol:-) hugs jan xx
Flats Avatar
June 23, 2017 at 1:12 PM
:-0 Agreed! No bucket kicking allowed. Huggaschnitzels ~ j
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