Life in Limericks – Forty-Four

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

When I was young and in my prime
I had to get to work on time
Dress up smartly fix my face
Comport myself with style and grace
But now I’m old and very flighty
I go shopping in my nightie 

© jane jago

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