He lost his teeth and so the taste.
He lost appetite.
No lustre, no vigour, no company.
Lonely, no more with the bed mate.
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Hop on my pogo, pogo, pogo, Cause we're gunna go, go, Get outta here yo. Don't wait for the snow, I'm as black as a crow, Go for olympic gold like I row, You know I will win, that's fo show. This poem is long, think it needs a good mow, Better than a book, like wind and the willow, Winning 75k, cause I'm making the dough, Young at heart so I'll shout #YOLO Feedback is appreciated.
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Hop on my pogo, pogo, pogo, Cause we're gunna go, go, Get outta here yo. Don't wait for the snow, I'm as black as a crow, Go for olympic gold like I row, You know I will win, that's fo show. This poem is long, think it needs a good mow, Better than a book, like wind and the willow, Winning 75k, cause I'm making the dough, Young at heart so I'll shout #YOLO