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Old People Sounds

It begins every day
with strange sounds I would say
rising up, to a mornings sun rays.

There is cracking and creaking
and parts even squeaking
strange music my bones seem to play.

There is moaning and groaning
the lack of my toning
I endeavor to changing my ways.

Rolling out of my rack
with a resounding big crack
'tis life getting old, I do say!

Copyright © Mark Hughes

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