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The Years Have Gone: Another poem about getting along in years
Posted by lostcerebellum, May 29, 2008. 1812 views. ID = 1340

The Years Have Gone

Posted by lostcerebellum, May 29, 2008. 1812 views. ID = 1340
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The years have gone, the time has come
When I no longer can chew gum,
Or brush my teeth, or comb my hair.
(You can’t if they’re not even there.)

My muscles all have turned to fat.
My brain waves, seemingly, are flat.
So much I had has come and gone;
Yet still, somehow, I carry on.


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Comments


Douglas
May 29, 2008
I'll just go ahead and pretend I can't relate to this...after all, I'm only 39.

And the editor in me just has to say...comb. :)
   ~Posted by Douglas, May 29, 2008

Josiah T.
May 29, 2008
Should that be "comb my hair"?
   ~Posted by Josiah T., May 29, 2008

lostcerebellum
May 30, 2008
Thanks for picking that up, you guys. I can't believe I did that. Must be more evidence for line six.
   ~Posted by lostcerebellum, May 30, 2008



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