Hear the Voices of the Old - 1

Life was tepid and a bit of a bore
So I decided to visit a whore
But when welcomed in
Found to my chagrin
I forgot what the visit was for


Hear the Voices of the Old - 2
I wait
For the ending
In a box filled with snakes
If God’s a mongoose he can’t come
Too soon


Hear the Voices of the Old - 3

When leaves are falling
There are so many endings
So few beginnings

Bob Eccleston

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