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Aug 2022
A tad bit loose
You wear it well
This wrinkled suit
In which you find yourself

Thread bare
To the bone
This suit you've used
For who knows how long

Scuffed and scraped
Patched and sewn
Once priced high
Now bid low

Shimmered, shined
Once colored bright
This now loose suit
Past trimmed and tight

This worn out suit
You now have on
You’ll wear it well
Till you buy the farm
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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