To Err Or Not To Heir
the kid looked curiously at grandpa ~ who was struggling down the stairs
he turned to the kid saying ~ one day you’ll be just like me so don’t stare
kid said i might be lucky and die young ~ besides since when do you care
mum was aghast chiding the kid ~ say your sorry that comment’s not fair
i’m sorry gramps ~ but dad said we must come round to inherit our share
By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © David Kavanagh | Year Posted 2023
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