A Single Lifeicle
January 11, 2010
Trudging through the grit and grime,
Passing out Old Father Time,
One does surmise as one grows old,
That one is left out in the cold!
The pleasure has been all yours, dahling!
Trudging through the grit and grime,
Passing out Old Father Time,
One does surmise as one grows old,
That one is left out in the cold!