Meow
I have a friend who lends an ear. She holds me on her lap, my dear. If duty calls she will not budge, So that my comfort she won't nudge. Now you may see and raise a brow, But I thin k it's the Cat's Meow!! Sign in to see full entry.
Growing Old: Meow
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When I was young I had no care I had no wrinkles and lots of hair. Who thought then, that just as men, Ladies hair, too, can get real thin. Who would think when in their twenties, With hair like copper, just like pennies... When life's passed by and nearly through, They'd see your pic, and say, "that's YOU?" I have heard that a guy named Link Told folks that growing old does stink. This he said, Misters and Misses, "Growing old'w just not for sissies."
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