I found every day,
Three retirees on the bay,
While going on duty of day,
good bye to me They say,
They smile with half teeth,
Peeping out from their mouth,
As they are laughing at my mirth,
Of doing work day and night,
They waive their hands to show me,
My destination, to recall me,
My real place after last knee,
There I...
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