plenty to do, expertly priced
it a joy to rise every morn, feel fresh in the dawn
return back home to feel the love
help the arthritis with some tight fitting gloves
Bang one day 💥 it takes a split, a sack full of shit
begins a twist, depression hits,
no hint or hollow, no time for sorrow,
just when it’s gone, it’s back with a thump
when all seems fine, I am an old grump
why does it return to make life so bad
the worst timed moment it is so sad still could be worse!! …Or
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