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how far, you ask, does a willow bend
and what makes it weep?

Monday came on the same day
so
that's another bet that I lose
but
I win when I wake
and
take a look at her face

She sleeps on.
Only the shadows change
so being naked and
using that as an excuse
is,
well it is being what it is
that makes us unique,

I prefer antique
but
I just wanted to let you know
that classic will do.

She said,
Hot,
but she was talking about the
saucepan
I, as a man misconstrued
ah
you can't choose who you are
only what you will become.
She and I first said
Hello
a dozen years ago
today.

the future
is being written.
12 years in the blink of an eye.
The first day was the worst  because we never knew
and when we knew the first day was through and we got through to the second day which was in no way better than the first day, we became better at knowing how bad it became.

it goes along at a pace
and we face the future
as the future recedes,

I'm tired now
She'll say
not so
but I know
that
I am.
This is sent to test me
tomorrow is no rest day
I have to work
and work becomes my punishment
for a lifetime of enjoyment
and I'm locked into employment
until the day I die.

She says
and She says
be brave
but
I'm scared now
how will it turn out?

not last orders at the
Barley Mow
they barred me years ago.

those who've passed
look in on me
and
one of them laughs
at me,
that's ok
I miss them all anyway
even the comedians.
Living and dying
it's all very trying
but
we're all surviving
so quit with the moaning.

I remember when
the nurse said cough
I said,
ahem
your hands are cold,
but that was before I got old
when cold is a constant reminder
that the summer has gone.
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