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Seventy Still a Kid

I never did like old people Still don’t Which is why I never plan to be one. I stayed in my art studio, painting up a storm Got nine canvases almost finished Began working on six more. My husband took naps. He is a professional nap-taker. The dogs were thrilled to have us both home. We sneaked them chicken and steak. No one bothered us. No one wanted to be entertained or begged for food. Best Christmas ever, and I do not have to un-decorate anything or fix food, which I do not like to do Seventy, still a kid.

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