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Past My Sell By Date

Past My Sell By Date My face is getting wrinkles My hair is turning white My bladders getting weaker I have to get up in the night All my Joints are creaking I'm in such a state I think that I just have to say I'm past my sell by date When I go out walking I have to use a stick My weight is on the up and up My waist is getting thick I need to get much fitter But I'm afraid that its too late I think I must admit it I'm past my sell by date But look there in my cupboard There is a Christmas pud I know its past its sell by date But I bet it still tastes good I may be old and wrinkly With joints that creak but wait I can still enjoy myself Though I'm past my sell by date I wont live forever But I can still live well And if they say I'm past my sell by date Well they can go to hell Denis Briggs 2017

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Date: 1/8/2018 8:39:00 PM
Giggles! Love it! :)
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