They grow old,
Because of the toxic chemicals,
That was spread on their grass,
Grass is dry and later; it wither away,
Released into the air,
Because of their negligence,
They really grow old,
Because of repetition,
Cross breeding with other females,
Females of different species,
That grow up being promiscuous,
Which leads to the loss of their elasticity,
They really grow old,
After marital union,
Still fight raw ladies,
with their kicking balls at the back of their Pole,
Loosing it all to the promiscuous,
The Nutrients, the energy and their money.
Now the sun never shine again,
The water is never enough,
For their seeds to grow again,
It will remain dry and weak,
For they have misused their time,
Adults with such,
Will always grow worn out.
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