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Jan 2015
don't call me old til 75
and only then,
if still alive;
only then
i'll let you drive
to florida -
the west keys,
and only then,
if i please.

i sleep late -
i seldom rise
without the help
of pfizer.

i soak my teeth
i wear a diaper
you think
it's yours
ever after
that's if the kids
agree.

yes, i have property
on the lake,
income rentals
you'd like to take,
but the kids,
they won't agree.

i am daddy,
sugar-coated,
yes, i know
my ego's bloated,
yet you signed on
for free,
but there's a hidden fee;
leave your family.

and you thought
lunch was free.
A narrative persona. I'm just the writer.
Francie Lynch
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Francie Lynch
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