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Nimble Fingers?
My fingers ain’t so nimble anymore
Nothing like those ancient days of yore
Playing favorite games such as jacks
A child’s ability that I now lack.
Pick-up sticks, a game I usually won
Which, of course, was always tons of fun
I used to enjoy knitting and crochet
Those hobbies now are a bygone day
Often I have trouble turning the pages
Is this what happens when one ages?
Now I’m lucky carrying just two things
One usually drops; bad words this brings
And my typing — it could not get worse
I’m beginning to think aging is a curse!
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