Grumble, Grumble,
Complain and moan,
I should like to live alone.
What is happening to me,
I am not as happy,
As I used to be.
I grimace,
And frown all day,
Nothing blows
My blues away,
the weather is,
Too hot
Or too cold,
My excuse is,
I've grown old.
Old and miserable,
That is me,
I am becoming obsolete,
Can't you see?
I have gadgets galore,
The way I'm going,
I'll need more.
Aids for...
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