Yup, what’s up with pop talking about the charm of high school. LOL
Old girlfriends, my dad’s drifting down that path, Into death valley as my mom seethes wrath. The old man’s gone crazy. His mind sharp, not lazy. Mom’s dried the dishes. Dad’s in the flight path. 6/20/2018
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