Oh me legs onece upon a time

My pride and joy - took me for miles

Walking and cycling
Now they ake so much

Dont take me as far as once they could
Now I prevail as far as I am abull - with a stick

In hand I now atempt to walk to my desternatan
It's an ageing experanceing on going!

Now my pride in me legs is now of the past tence

And certanly now no - joy!

Thes old legs no longer for wallking!

Oh buggor it!

Ken D. Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet

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Written on 2022-08-14 at 11:29

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Those legs have done you proud Ken and they're still going, with a bit of help, your final line fits the poem so well.

Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Maybe not quite as bad as you describe yours, my friend, but mine enable me to empathise with you most sincerely. I enjoyed reading this poem and the last line had me chuckling heartily. Snap!