"F'chrisakes, Irene....."

 trilling,[warble,warble)
wit
the new-age olderness....
"93
   is
     thee
        new
           65", &
mother,dear mother, had she not croaked
           at 67,
        (lookin more
       like 'the new 80'),
would have said:


"Don't try t'hand me that bullshit."


well mother's been something other since '97 now,way
back in the previous century,
when her oldest little boy was yet to act our(her side)
her family's hearty heritage that lay'd her low a long tyme
  & lay'd her down f'ever(amen?)


Lord, eye rememememember how she sobbed & cried in front of
the b&w tv for days halfcentury ago when JFK got
his brain rearranged in fckn Texas.


"f'chrisakes, Irene, enough already! The country'll be better off without that Irish bastard" say papa(JohnBirchSociety
             right-wingding-a-ling)..


"Go screw yrself! Lee'me alone, goddamn'it!


(first time my 11yr old ass wanted
     to kill 'the old'~33yr'old~prick. Ha! On
            wit thee 1960's!!!!!)

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