Do not count me Out,
Was told by landlirds wife I’m to old to care for cats,
Fuck her,
She doesn’t know me,
No one has the right to judge me,
Or you,
There’s an Ass wife claims he was a farmer who is ninety,
Grassley ninety in the senate,
Went in a farmer vecame a millionaure,
How,
Something underhanded,
I’m from working Americans,
Nothing was handed to a Heike,Kleeman, Orb,Bittinger, Starkey,Crew,Bergesson,
My kin,
Well I have thirty years left of living left,
No one best get in my way,
Got to walk cheese back to the fridge,
Then I’m calling my sister Ruth in Arizonia,
Hope all that reads this poet a good sleep and great week,
Val Whitewolf 