James Edward Britt's Obituary
ODE TO OLD AGECan’t see Can’t peeHands fumble Feet stumbleNose leaks Bone creaksStomach rumbles Memory bumblesMuscle shrinks Hearing stinksLike an old car I ain’t goin’ farOther than that Look where I’m atStill above ground Much better than downJim Britt June 2006
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