Gone With Time Poem by Ronald Strickland
Gone With Time
Young and bold and in my prime,
In an automobile of steel i
would ride.
Couldn't keep the ladies
off with a stick.
Now they all say he makes me sick.
With years gone by now in an automobile
of plastic i ride.
Can't even catch a ladies eye.
Monday, October 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fun
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