<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353345" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Old Man Ed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My ankle bone’s connected to my leg bone <br>But it’s swollen like an old mobile phone <br>Busy signals called pain <br>I don’t know if I can take the strain<br>I rub it day after day, night after night <br>The days are gone when I’d start a street fight <br>Old Age is here, I don’t have to be told <br>Never thought it’d be like this getting old.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Brian+Roy+Skyers">Brian Roy Skyers</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353345" data-title="Old Man Ed de Brian Roy Skyers" data-description="My ankle bone’s connected to my leg bone But it’s swollen like an old mobile phone Busy signals called pain I don’t know if I can take the strain I rub it day after day, night after night The days are gone when I’d start a street fight..."></div> </div> </div>

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