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No part of this poetry should be reproduced in any form without written consent from the author, Joe DiMino, who retains all rights: contact poet@light-cards.com

 “Happy Old Year”(by Joe DiMino)

I scold myself
A fond-noose of times,
Guilt by words
(The poet’s nemesis)
If not outgrown
At least, a longer rope
In order one finds
While still hanging-out
Love rhymes—
Oh! Such
Pathetic display
(Say youthful critics)—
Of subjects
Like regular feces
Coloring grays in creases
And seams
With store-bought
Glistens and gleams
Blessed by God
Though not much
Left for the seeing
My loving wife
Now
Enamored
Of slow peeing:)


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