Posted in Fiction & Poetry, Just Sayin'

60, 64 Years On

 

Sloshy, my sloshy

Dear sloshy I say

Why are you hanging around

Literally

Flapping, slapping

On my hips today

I’ve been good

Eating healthy

Avoid water-retain chips

No soda, no coffee

Have passed through these lips

With exercise I’m faithful

And an apple a day

So sloshy, my slosh

I ask

Please go away

And stay

OK?

 

 

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I’m a self-published author of two books, a blogger, grandma, mom, auntie and friend... I’m also a TEFL instructor, have lived in a few other countries besides the US. I love walking, cooking, reading, traveling, teaching, learning, language, movies, vampires, mummies, zombies, other assorted creatures of the night, science fiction, romance, action, adventure, classics, Latin, Soave, Chianti, D’Abruzzo, Ouzo, Sambuca, Bulleit Bourbon, Plato, the ocean and tanning.

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