And Then He Knew He Was Old

He’d had a few,

a bit of brew,

a few less than before,

when he felt the urge to clean himself

(before, before)

meeting the lady in the yellow pinafore.

He washed his hands

and between his toes –

he pricked a little hole,

when his knees buckled

and his elbows quivered

(before, before)

he knew he was old.

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