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It's Boring . . . . . . .

My wife didn't like the word, excuses become absurd,
take your e-scooter away from where stabbing occurred;
don't know what to do with your life, just a brick wall,
perhaps a spell in the army would be good after all.

Further, don't want to do it, some of you kids always say,
no choice my boy - lucky you weren't living in my day;
reppetitive, trite, dull, predictable, commonplace, tough mate,
you're bloody lucky you don't get punished for being late.

You'll find out the hard way, just put your mobile away,
one day you'll have to take your tablets like us they say;
hope I die before I get old - it may probably not happen,
sharpen up - because it's likely you won't be coming again.

Think the unthinkable because your life comes with a price,
don't do what other fools do - some decency would be nice. 

 

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Tony Taylor

In the ancient wisdom....raising children
was insightful.....the ability to recognize
ones self in a mirror....today it has become
a race for perfection.....it is only through
patience that true freedom is found ~

An old thought I recall......ALWAYS a 
pleasure to read your words.....ALL STARS!!
LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo  : )

 

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Terry Reeves

Hi Tony,
Thanks so much,
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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