Tree Stump---a poem by O.L.Buzzerd
When you get old
you repeat yourself
you say the same dang thing
over and over
until finally people get tired of hearin' it
and walk away
some even run when they see you comin'
they'd just as soon listen to static
but that's okay
by the time you get my age
it's all been said anyway
so it's best
to just not say anything at all
and sit there like a tree stump and listen
sit there like a tree stump and listen
like I say
I repeat myself.
---O.L. Buzzerd
(forgetting is sometimes a blessing)