Now when i walk out of my front door,can walk down town with my wobbly gait,try to be early and not too late,will this be the day to meet my destined
fate,some may turn their heads,and say look at J;
with his worn out boots,behaving like an aged youth
have to say,they are not far wrong,not to worry at
least not for long,a sense of humour i hope to keep
perhaps it will make some people weep,some tears of laughter for me to keep,want to be generous in
my own way,for all of sins can always pray,sincere
sorrow for all of my sins,be forgiven by my
confessor,what we RC,s should all believe,AMEN.
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