Turned forty
Turned one tooth Wiggly
Pained badly, got extracted quickly
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No teeth? So good. He doesn't have the botheration of brushing them. Interesting poem. Tfs
Made up his mind Renounced all his war Mindless of his look....appreciated this stanza of great substance. A wonderful poem dear madam. Top score!
With age you get matured and renounce all worldly things. Even looking good does not matter. Very nice.
A very meaningful write. As we grow older, we become wiser in dealing with life. Another brilliant write.