The
old Romeo dog
The
good times have gone
Now
age has taken its toll
The
owner doesn't care anymore
He
walks with a limp
Once
I thought he was cured
Now
the limping on his walk
He
looks stray as the shine has gone
The
dog grows thinner
Not
the years when he was fed
Chasing
other dogs away
The
Taiko on the stretch of road
It
tells us a story
Be
prepared to grow old
Save
for the rainy days
Don't
think the children will help
The
children may think differently
Let
you to fend for yourself
By
then don't blame the ungrateful children
Blame
it on not planning well
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