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VISITING RASCALS
By Lee Wells, Army
Writing Type: Poem
Yes, that ""ism"" seems to hang around too much.
Yes, of course, old ""itis"" comes along to keep in touch.
But when they both come to visit at the same time,
they surely do nothing to make my heart chime.
They also confuse me. Just which is to blame?
I think they enjoy playing this aching old game.
I'd be happy if they didn't choose the same field,
and that one to the other, they would just yield!
This surely has nothing to do with old age,
though maybe I can lose them if I turn the page.
Then I might confuse them and become free.
Some say ""confused."" This surely can't be me!
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"Yes, that ""ism"" seems to hang around too much.
Yes, of course, old ""itis"" comes along to keep in touch.
But when they both come to visit at the same time,
they surely do nothing to make my heart chime.
They also confuse me. Just which is to blame?
I think they enjoy playing this aching old game.
I'd be happy if they didn't choose the same field,
and that one to the other, they would just yield!
This surely has nothing to do with old age,
though maybe I can lose them if I turn the page.
Then I might confuse them and become free.
Some say ""confused."" This surely can't be me!
