Absent and abusive are the acquirers,
Afflicting us when the disorders did pain us.
Hiccupping and helping we are in adversity,
That is heart-warming in this age-group.
The ablest men are aged, and the weakest people
Complain always, with wives of splendour,
And women of health, so fine in their ages.
The computer has excelled with pains,
Aiming for the gut and bone, without me.
Cadetship is a café, cajole the men into suffering
Urging them in ways known to the Lord.
We are in a cerebrum and other brain parts,
Wheels function mostly, most of them are spare.
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