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[aid] => mick
[title] => AGE A NEW THING.
[time] => 2016-05-03 11:41:28
[hometext] => Some of us just don`t know when it`s time to hang it up:
[bodytext] => It started so small
a strand here and a strand there.
A few here and a few there.
Now they have explored every where.
What am I to do,
When age runs up on you,
showing itself off?
Flabby here and flapping there
wrinkles showing up every where.
Life has a meaning one would finally think.
Live it to the fullest but just one thing.
Remember when it`s over, you had your drink.
Leave it now to the young, it`s their time I think.
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[informant] => richard_campbell
[notes] => Spelling corrected, per request. ~ Moderator_18 May 3, 2016
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