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Crabby

When wrinkles start appearing
Getting deeper by the day
With liver spots accruing
And the hair is going grey
The early morning aches and pains
A stomach growing flabby
The crows feet and the flatulence
No wonder you feel crabby

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LOL! Funny but true. Nicely rhymed.

always, Cat

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This is simple, profound and marvelously framed. I do love it. wesley

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