©©© Autobiography Of No In Particular ©©© ... Three Chapters

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Chapter 1

I am an early riser

and early to sleep

 

I grab sunrise

by the throat

by dawn

I am a pile of dust

they call it

an age thing

but what if you 

did the same thing

for fifty years?

 

 I stampeded the ages

created these pages

and drink a lot of milk

but she served the milk

with vienna fingers,

oreos or mallomars

always at three,

knock-kneed in the nook 

and then off to the land

of  queen for a day

always...

but that was more than 

fifty years ago

now

the milk gets guzzled

out of the gallon

jug

 

and Mrs. Me

is cheerless about

no cheerios

when their flotation devices

were godzilla'd by

the milk whore

 

shake shake shake

 

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Chapter 2

 

The doctor said

something about millimeters

that is how close

I came to dying

"Absolutely no sweets"

if, of course,

I wanted not to cross

the millimeter fence

no mallomars, no kit kats,

no dice

because the doctor's middle name

was Jesus

and you can't defy your savior

but vienna fingers

dipped in starbucks house coffee

is not a sweet

it is a projection

of the java

and guaranteed

to not get my gut

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Chapter 3

 

I did my share

in the covidsphere

 

residing in a covid nation,

i got my double vaccination

 

now some fears

can take a long vacation

 

covid created

for the aged,

a brand "new" scene

but they naturally knew

all about quarantine

 

what we said

to the young bud

and young bub

"Welcome to the club"

 

about the aged,

covid caused no fuss

if it became the death of us

 

if it took away

our last breath,

we get to die

a DESIGNER DEATH

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Chapters Four

through  Six

are  here

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