Old age Excuse me as I grow old and gray Age creeps in no matter what we do or say Age loves all, him, her, u, and I Seams as tho age wont be happy until we all die Grime uses a million different tools like his big shinny gun But dieing, do to old age, is Mr. Reapers favorite one Because regardless... Sign in to see full entry.
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