I was a knee ****
boney spindly legs
probably hormoiously
imbalanced and coming
3rd (with 2 Older siblings)
I was the 1950’s diluted
one of the pack, but no
way was that accepted
by my macho father so
I was put on Guinness
because the advert said
It was good for me and
now I am an alcoholic
still fragile at 73 so what
the **** was that about?