New Lease Of Life
Having grey hair aint much fun,
There's no more races to be won,
I sit in my rocker and snore away,
Seem to do it most every day,
I think I'm just about done.
But wait a minute, my numbers came in,
A three hundred thousand lottery win,
I'm off to Paris and the Champs_Elysees,
To chase mademoiselles that aint so grey,
I'm already wearing an adventurous grin.
Copyright © john williams | Year Posted 2015
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