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There's quite an art to falling apart as the years go by,
And life doesn't begin at 40. That's a big fat lie.
My hair's getting thinner, my body is not;
The few teeth I have are beginning to rot.
I smell of Vick's-Vapo-Rub, not Chanel # 5;
My new pacemaker's all that keeps me alive.
When asked of my past, every detail I'll know,
But what was I doing 10 minutes ago?
Well, you get the idea, what more can I say?
I'm off to read the obituary, like I do every day;
If my names not there, I'll once again start -
Perfecting the art of falling apart.............. x
I know not everything is bliss;
May your angels bless you with a kiss. XX

Another early morning for sprinkles xxxx

Catching up Monday sprinkle. xxx

Good Morning xxx

* 𝑺𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 *

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Good morning sprinkles Patricia. Glad that that all went well yesterday. And that the little one was good. Yes they can be very long winded at times. Not that we have been to one for many years. Hope that your son gets on ok with his knee opp. The lady I go to the club with has had both of hers done. And stairs are a no no. Not much planned here today . May be some washing it is stays dry. Have a nice day take care sending hugs xxxxx