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HOPE FOR THE OLDIES!
by
Mary Druce

Alphonsus was a geriatric limpet
And painfully aware of getting older.
His life had been quite dull and uneventful
(He'd spent it all just clinging to a boulder).

So one day he decided he had better
Do something great before he ceased to be;
Before the time when he would lose his foothold
And shrivel up and drop into the sea.

Alphonsus vowed he would become an athlete,
And checked himself into a limpet gym.
The other younger, cocky little limpets
Mde rude remarks, and laughed and sneered at him.

But Alf stuck to his guns (and to his boulder);
He practised hard, and then he practised more.
The tidal waves grew rough, and ever colder,
But Alf knew just what he was striving for.

Then, when the limpet postman brought a letter,
The limpet lads no longer called him names.
'Dear Alf,' it said, 'delighted to inform you -
You've qualified for the Old Limpet Games.

 
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