Senior Citizen at the Out Patient Clinic
She work hard all her lifev
Weathered all manner of strife
But were not afraid to complain
She holds so much in great disdain
Doesn't know she acts inane
It justifies her suffering and her pain
And why she limps with a walking cane
Stays indoors when it's wet and rains
Crust Without Crombs
She's of the upper crust
In her house you'll find no dust
Nor the odor of mold and must
Flies about like a windy gust
For wealth and fame she has a lust
No time for a man who'll sit and rust.
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