SIXTY SEVEN

Alive and thrive at sixty seven,
Not void of reason and passion.
Dream about peace in the country;
Big mouths abound, dine is not easy.
The melting pot has cracked;
The salad bowl is the next act.
Vinegar and virgin oil to dress;
Arguments augment the stress.
Balsamic is not fermented wine;
Partake fine dine, don’t whine.
Stay sober to share dreams together;
Glamorise pickiness, the course, no better.

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