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youngster’s game

this love lark is a youngster’s
game not for decrepit oaps twisted
fingers missing boobs damaged hearts
salt and pepper head of hair ladies who
won’t grow old gracefully
like spotty teenagers in love for the first time
getting all excited carried away thinking they are
infallible omnipotent Duracell extra can keep going
they flop on the couch super glued limp as rag dolls
awaiting their second wind
you see these wrinklies can’t quite believe their luck a
second bite of the cherry they were resigned to growing old
alone getting more grumpy set in their ways who was gonna
put up with them love them with their health conditions body falling
apart soon the mind will go too who will hold their hand
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