In later life Methuselah - Clerihew Poem by Edmund Clerihew Bentley

In later life Methuselah - Clerihew



In later life Methuselah
Became a hopeless foozler.
After he was 765
He practically never hit a decent drive.

Friday, October 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: hopeless
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