On The Road Again

Another year approaches, a quarter-century nears;
I seek the panacea, to allay my angst and fears!
For the burden that now plagues me, not to sink in dire straits;
To keep this cash cow rolling, and avoid financial fate!
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At this age when most retire, I work on to sell our art;
Each month I have to travel, from my loved ones have to part!
I drive many thousand miles, to see customers from afar;
My label is “The Road Warrior”, many think that I’m a star!
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But time is catching up with me, now eighty, I’d like to quit;
And spend my time with Linda, who needs me quite a bit!
So, I’m hoping by this time next year, we’ll have figured out a way;
To keep our heads above the water, and be together every day!
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I restart my rote
I leave in eleven days
On the road again