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Crotchety Old Geezer (Free verse) by Dovina He calls it seasoned sagacity,
crown of chronological decline.
Losing whatâs left of his mind,
geezing on the internet,
the ornery coot rants.
Firmly correct on every issue,
he judges the disadvantaged,
mocks the wrong,
and rests in geezerly peace.
Up the ladder:
If You Knew
Down the ladder:
to thine own self be true:
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Posted: August 12, 2007 2:09 PM PDT; Last modified: August 12, 2007 2:09 PM PDTWeighted score: 4.72186 Overall Rank: 11931 Comments:
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INTRANSIT @ 65.29.52.204
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14-Aug-07/8:03 AM
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That he does. That he does.
innit though ?!
you young whelps don't know how hard it was to write before this confounded internet. we had to actually move pen across paper, and if we screwed up a word, we had to scratch it out! and we had to use a real dictionary - an actualy big, heavy book - to look up words instead of the ridiculously easy "open another web page" nonsense. and if you lost that piece of paper or it got wet or burned, you were shit out of luck if you could not recite it from your own memory, i tell you.
kids these days...
geezer - Englands best export
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