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a sort of bio
A Bio of sort
I sometimes remember things I didn’t know I knew
it comes to me like a clear vision in black and white
I like seeing movies in two colours, say, Casablanca
as I like the contrasts between white and black.
When a child, sweets were rationed, and we had tokens
we handed it into the sweet shop, as I didn’t care
For sweets, I gave my share to my sister; that was
a good thing I still have got my old teeth.
My attitude to money is: spend little, be frugal
Yet, as an adult, I was a heavy drinker but had the
sense not to drink in a nightclub, the cheaper the venue
the better I didn’t drink for the décor but to get drunk
and lose myself in dreams of a better life.
When I finally retired, I had a nest egg and besides
my pension to get by; the idea was to travel, but now
monies go to pay for medical bills.
I have never been eager to exercise, walked a lot
and know that I have monster feet and useless
My idea is to get a mobility scooter, but the price man
The price!
I have offered to buy a scooter, but it appears people think
I’m rich, which I’m not, just a modest saver; I fear not
have money, poverty scars the shit out of me, I have
been there, and is no going back.
My Diabetes was under control, and I had legs like Marlene
Dittrich and liked to wear shorts to show off my other
wise grumpy exterior; then I got a problem with me
intestines, and spent days in the hospital; when I came out
my Diabetes was out of control, and I feel cross about that
But what the hell? many people are worse off than me
I still have the ability, to laugh!
I sometimes remember things I didn’t know I knew
it comes to me like a clear vision in black and white
I like seeing movies in two colours, say, Casablanca
as I like the contrasts between white and black.
When a child, sweets were rationed, and we had tokens
we handed it into the sweet shop, as I didn’t care
For sweets, I gave my share to my sister; that was
a good thing I still have got my old teeth.
My attitude to money is: spend little, be frugal
Yet, as an adult, I was a heavy drinker but had the
sense not to drink in a nightclub, the cheaper the venue
the better I didn’t drink for the décor but to get drunk
and lose myself in dreams of a better life.
When I finally retired, I had a nest egg and besides
my pension to get by; the idea was to travel, but now
monies go to pay for medical bills.
I have never been eager to exercise, walked a lot
and know that I have monster feet and useless
My idea is to get a mobility scooter, but the price man
The price!
I have offered to buy a scooter, but it appears people think
I’m rich, which I’m not, just a modest saver; I fear not
have money, poverty scars the shit out of me, I have
been there, and is no going back.
My Diabetes was under control, and I had legs like Marlene
Dittrich and liked to wear shorts to show off my other
wise grumpy exterior; then I got a problem with me
intestines, and spent days in the hospital; when I came out
my Diabetes was out of control, and I feel cross about that
But what the hell? many people are worse off than me
I still have the ability, to laugh!
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