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The Last Hurrah
The Last Hurrah
When I’m old and knackered and all my body parts
have fallen into disrepair, need regular jump starts
If my eyes can’t see and I can’t hear what you say
don’t force feed me with remedies, just help me on my way
My poor old mum’s been poorly, in fact she had a fall
we called the ambulance and she’s gone to hospital
The ward is so depressing, nurse does...
Monday 26th February 2024 4:04 pm
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