Old Woman
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Out of Shape bikers passlungs are shriveled more like tarred 29 years of old12th step rechargeSunday morning meetingLincoln parkI needed to pull over the bikemake it look likeIntentionally
There was an old woman who lived in her shoes,
Just held together by sewings and glues
She sat on the curb line, begging for bread,
Given a bagel and coffee instead
She had many children, but nowhere to go