To that old couple who were crabby

Dear old couple

You lucky fuckers. Having each other to argue with, flirt with, annoy and pester and look after and console and talk to.

Seriously, you lucky fuckers. Play some pool with that rope then hold each other tight. See the young woman and young man you were and the souls you’ve become.

See me walking alone where I once had someone to argue with, flirt with, annoy and pester and look after and console and talk to.

Then tell me again that getting old sucks. You lucky fuckers.

KerryJ

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