When I Was Old

 When I Was Old

When I was old, very very old indeed

I danced a good dance, when I was old

But now today I'd have to say

My fancy feet are very cold

And cannot find their way

They're waiting for the summer sun

To bring undone this cold and wicked day

Written By: 

Michael K. Englmann

April 08, 2022

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