Thought I'D Be Decripit
When I was a young man many years ago
Thought if I reached eighty I'd be decrepit and slow
Now that I'm here
Nothing to fear
Everything's working fine 'cept for my hero down below
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2019
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