by Jack Lashbrook
Published on: Sep 13, 2005
Type: Poetry


a/s/l/. a/s/l? You ask it all the time.
Never giving yours but always wanting mine.
Click upon my profile if you really have to know
and i'll just sit here quietly and wait fer you to go.

If yer still in yer seat when i recite chorus two
You're obviously over twenty-seven too.
Now perhaps we'll play & chat about the weather.
Talk of aches and pains & being old together.

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