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Shelley and Keats

At eighty-seven well past my prime Can you believe it no long can rhyme Even Shelly and Keats Have hung up their cleats Each had hoped for a life more sublime

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Date: 5/25/2023 1:34:00 PM
...'eighty seven' is a prime in/of old age... ..thous't still a reallity 'knot'...tying times milliseconds together into hours and days .....with humerous poetic perspectives to enlighten others......stan
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Jack Ellison
Date: 5/25/2023 3:08:00 PM
Age is just a number! But if you have health... life is still a wonder!!! Happy day Stan!
Date: 5/24/2023 10:31:00 AM
hang up your cleats but don't mute your muse....
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Jack Ellison
Date: 5/24/2023 11:22:00 AM
No way that will happen! LOL Thanks for the visit John! Cheers!

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