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Old Man Walking

The forenoon strolls Dressed in a solid jacket the old man goes for his walk First, he goes and buys a paper have coffee at a café To read a bit, the woman at the newsagent smiles at Calls him sir, her guard is down, the nice woman of fifty, And can be her pleasant self and he falls in love. He walks the grocery buys milk and eggs, the woman who Also calls him sir, he loves her too. He walks home, and his wife opens the door and, he loves her More than before. He sits on the sofa resting his legs and does as many old Men do fall asleep.

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