If I won the lottery
No doubt I would find,
At the age of 53,
Young women chasing me,
For my great mind
And my fine poetry.
And I would enjoy the charms
Of many a young woman’s arms.
But, strange to say
When all my pay
Had gone away, they would say,
“We have no interest in thee,
And your poor poetry …!”.
K Morris - Poet 
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Thank you for kindly sharing my poem, Michael. Kevin
You are welcome, Kevin! xx Michael