More Poetry by the Rhyme Queen

I have my ups and downs
Some days are worse than others
But I would rather live my life
Than any others
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Here I am at seventy-seven
Long past time to go to heaven
(Or wherever I'm destined to go)
But if that place is dull
Lull after lull after lull

I'll apply for a transfer below
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North, south, east, west
Fiorella is depressed
Nothing to do but grab her pen
And leap into the fray again
Forward, Fio, don't look back
Fight the good fight, en garde, attack!
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Fio rows her own boat
She has no other choice
Days and days and days go by
Before she hears a human voice
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I'm stressed and depressed,
Not at my best,
Having a bad day
Suggest you stay away