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old age
Contributed by
weeme
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Tuesday, 14th March 2006 @ 12:28:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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old age
How do you know when your youths all spent
Well my get up and go has got up and went
But in spite of it all I am able to grin
When I recall where my get up had been
When I was young my slippers were red
I could kick my heels rite over my head
When I grew older my slippers were blue
But I could still dance the whole night through
Now that I am older my slippers are black
I walk to the shops and puff my way back
The reason I know that my youths all spent
When my get up and go has got up and went
But I really don’t mind when I think with a grin
Of all the placers my get up has been
So when I look back to were I had went
I am glad that my get up has got up and went
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2006-03-14 12:28:48] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: old age
(User Rating: 1 ) by lostrelic on
Tuesday, 14th March 2006 @ 03:18:24 PM AEST (User
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a smart write on age atleast you remember where you get and go went lol
ty for the post good write
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Re: old age
(User Rating: 1 ) by Brasco on
Tuesday, 14th March 2006 @ 05:40:54 PM AEST (User
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I really enjoyed this one, a wonderful look at getting older; I hope I have the same experience one day. |
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Re: old age
(User Rating: 1 ) by freespirit on
Tuesday, 14th March 2006 @ 10:21:19 PM AEST (User
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hi you made me smile made my day
thank you nice poem
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