Sad Seniors' Building Feb 21st 2012
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I delivered the petite package to Poundstone Manor,
Signature from the receptionist on my delivery scanner,
And I looked around going out the front door,
At the pictures and the benches and the fancy décor,
I saw all these old girls just sitting and waiting,
No talk, no gossip, no laughter and one even shaking.
None of them seemed interested in talking,
Lost in their memories of when they went walking,
It was only an instant and it all looked quite sad,
But the saddest of all was no men to be had.
Where were the old men who had courted these girls?
When their hair was long and not short and in curls?
Feb 21st, 2012
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