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2d
Joy there is in what we do the day
We ‘oldies’ when we gather here.
Such, that sitting down, let’s say
To drinking wine or drinking beer.

Indeed, our aim has ever been
(notwithstanding age or health),
Forgetting rank, just come, be seen
And chat with others - they who’s life, who’s wealth,
And by ‘whose wealth’ we don’t mean fiscal measure,
True value isn’t based on coin.

No, we have the immeasurable treasure
That reposes in the memories shared by all of those who dine.
Yes, all of those who dine - with you, with me.
One and all - Just Infantry.
Each month
I attend a small dining group we call Just Infantry
We drink and eat and
Understand
Michael Shave
Written by
Michael Shave  82/M/Sydney
(82/M/Sydney)   
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