© 2016 Steve King
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My boots have seven lace holes,
my shirts have seven buttons,
and I work for seven days
so I don’t want fer nothin’.
If I live ‘til seventy
I’ll take the rest for granted;
still have time for seven wives,
the same as grampy wanted.
A new poem (of sorts) for Imaginary Gardens....
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/
A new poem (of sorts) for Imaginary Gardens....
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/