Old and Grey
I'm old,
I'm Grey,
I'm in the way,
You push me to the side!
I hurt!
I sleep!
And seldom eat!
I just cant wait to die.
I'm wrinkled,
I sweat,
I somehow met,
The demon thats inside,
I read,
I squint,
Without a hint,
I Just cant wait to die.
My cat he sits,
And purrs all day,
I pat his lovely fur.
The temperature is eighty six,
But I sure say a burr.
I cough,
I hack,
And spit up blood,
It comes out all dark red,
My feet they hurt,
My hands do to,
I wish i was a dead.
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