I don't want
3-23-2
I don't want my chin to melt away in a thousand folds of age. I don't want my ears to grow so big I cannot see. I don't want to shuffle along behind an aluminum tubed walker. I don't want my brain to drool away from my mind. I don't want my hair to leave my head cold in the winter wind. I don't want my stomach to grow so round that I can't see the other edge of the earth.
posted by Kajgreb | 5:46 PM
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I don't want to shuffle along behind an aluminum tubed walker
well who does??! but if I have to, I hope it has ball bearings and a young man to give me a twirl
All of that . . . me too. sigh
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