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Untitled If I make it to be 80, I want to terrorize the land. I want to kick children And tell them to get off My property when I Don’t own any land of Any Kind I want to drive an old Lincoln around all day With my blinker on and I want to complain about Modern technology and New trends I want to be confused and have That feeling of helplessness I don’t ever want to hear from Grandkids or any other family I want to sit around all day eating Applesauce and pills I wasn’t to move to Florida and Feed pigeons at a park on a bench I want to get the senior discount at Kroger’s every Wednesday When I’m 80 I want walk around hunched Over with a cane in my left hand and Go really slow in a busy crowd just To make people mad I wasn’t to take my time with everything And I want to lose my hearing so I Can’t hear “youngsters” make fun of me I want to wear suspenders with my Pants up to my old hairy chest with a Tucked in flannel shirt But with my luck I’ll die when I’m 79. |
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