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Till the Day I Keel Over
My gait is much slower
My memory's shot
The hair on my beano
Is thinning a lot
My mind doesn't notice
Thinks nothing's changed
Who am I kidding
I must be deranged
Now starting to notice
These things that occur
On a near daily basis
Pretty normal I'm sure
But seeing that this
Is my first time around
Each day's like no other
But exciting I've found
Hope I've still got
Some fun days ahead
Winding up in a home
Is something I dread
But I'll still write poetry
Till the day I keel over
My life's been amazing
Not one complaint ever
Feel so damn fortunate
To have lived my life free
A shining example of
What a life oughtta be
© Jack Ellison 2013
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Jack Ellison
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