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When I am old

I want to be a cool grampa.
Im not going to try and be rad, or cool
that will just be there.
I am going to spoil my grand kids rotten.
I will say things that don’t make sense.
I want to have a sail boat.
My grand kids will call me Captain.
I will have gnomes and flamingoes in my front yard.
I will be sure to have a working hip so I can still dance to the
“Golden Oldies”
The Crank that Soulja Boi.
Stanky Leg,
and the Pop lock and drop it.
I will put my dentures in cherry 7 up so I can have a
sweet surprise when I put them in.
In the end, for Halloween, i will be the guy on the block that gives out
toothbrushes, or floss instead of candy.
All in all i hope to be the most senile man, so i can do what ever i please.
and get away with it.





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