Fifty
This man's knuckles on the blanket
What am I supposed to feel?
Well, I do like them.
I like those knuckles.
So I guess,
Jeez.
Fifty
Technically, I'm a CRONE!
But is that true?
I just don't know.
It don't feel right,
I'm thrown….
Fifty
I'm young, I'm old
I'm Fifty dammit -
Fifty.
It ain't so bad
Not bad at all.
It's A-Ok
It's
50.
And it sure ain't
Goin'
Away.
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