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Feb 2018
I remember standing in the hall
Feeling wet stuff
In my smalls
Did not know what it was
Told my mother
She did rub.
Years and years
Of washing knicks
Then my daughter's
Joined in quix.
Now I'm old and grey
This problems gone away.

Love Mary ***
Written by
Mary Gay Kearns  67/F/Hertfordshire , UK
(67/F/Hertfordshire , UK)   
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