Undamaged

A real charmer when I was growing up My skin's now all wrinkly and wear Depends Walk with a cane Wracked with pain Why can't we all wind up totally undamaged
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Cunningham Avatar
August 14, 2019 at 2:53 PM
All downhill when you hit forty, bits dropping off everywhere.
Ellison Avatar
August 14, 2019 at 3:18 PM
FORTY??? Try eighty... lost more the 50% of my parts!
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