Order # 11146
No Planning
I planned on planning later,
when I became
much, much
older.
Meanwhile, I worked and
worked without peeking,
over my right
shoulder.
Then one day there was
little time left, to gather
in my fall
nuts,
Instead of squirreling away
for old age, my meals now
consist, of cheap
cold cuts.
Yorktown Disciple
I planned on planning later,
when I became
much, much
older.
Meanwhile, I worked and
worked without peeking,
over my right
shoulder.
Then one day there was
little time left, to gather
in my fall
nuts,
Instead of squirreling away
for old age, my meals now
consist, of cheap
cold cuts.
Yorktown Disciple
There
was
little
time
left
was
little
time
left
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Quatrain of No Planning- 11146 - Yorktown Disciple
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