Just for fun
For goodness’ sake, just give me a break
Can’t you see that I’m aged and grey,
My head and my feet have lost their speed
That were mine all mine one sweet day.
A thousand things have lost their strings
Like a worn-out old Violin,
No longer so keen
As I might have been when these Feet of mine
Were sweet seventeen.
You mention this, then you tell me of that
Mixed up words all swim round in this weary old head.
Well, I know my batteries run somewhat flat
Think, I get me another cup of tea and trundle of to bed.
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