The Older You Get Poem by Tom Billsborough

The Older You Get

Rating: 5.0


Am I old enough
To kick water in puddles.
Catapult strangers?

Friday, July 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 30 July 2016

Let us make a pact- - the next time it rains enough to make puddles, we shall go out and stamp and stomp and laugh and giggle as we do so- - -and that, my friend, is the recipe for growing younger and sending age flying out of your life just as if you loaded it on a catapult. 10+++++

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Tom Billsborough 30 July 2016

We could do a Gene Kelly. Mind you I'll cut the singing. My singing voice has been classified as an offensive Weapon. Should hear the wife's. Er no, you shouldn't! Need to practise with Catapult. Might try firing juicy bits of chicken at Mr Purry's direction. See if he can catch them! Tom

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