Life in Limericks – Forty-Two

The life of an elderly delinquent in limericks – with free optional snark…

When you’re old and quite near to life’s crust
There is only one thing that’s a must
To stand straight and tall
Grab each day by the balls
We should die of exhaustion. Not rust

© jane jago

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