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Morning world I'm here again Stiff and ready to face the day My bones and joints arnt what they were Where are my glasses I put them there Time for tea I'll ring the bell You see my legs don't work to well In she pops like a little girl And talks to me like one as well I'm old and grey and frail outside My brain still ticks and works inside I 've done most the things I tried to do But right now I need to poo !
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Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 8:08 AM UTC
Age hath no humour like a full bowel.
Morning world I'm here again Stiff and ready to face the day My bones and joints arnt what they were Where are my glasses I put them there Time for tea I'll ring the bell You see my legs don't work to well In she pops like a little girl And talks to me like one as well I'm old and grey and frail outside My brain still ticks and works inside I 've done most the things I tried to do But right now I need to poo !
Don't write people off
MichealWolf
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Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 8:08 AM UTC
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