Mellowing Poem by Phil Soar
Mellowing
They say that I have mellowed as the years have passed me by
I don't believe that is the case, and here's the reason why
I still get cross at every loss, and rage is still a trait
I raise my voice an awful lot, and sometimes I feel great
They call me Mr Grumpy, and I don't mind that one bit
For when it comes to everything, I couldn't give a shit
Thursday, October 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: age,humour
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5/2/2024 1:00:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Brilliant... So what if you are grumpy I fully do agree It only makes you human No one is always happy