Baby Boomer Blues Notes

Location

Canada

The constant strain

Too long a drain

Each aching pain

An old refrain

I’m near insane

No rest to gain

If in the main

My name I stain

I still maintain

No wake again

If that’s not plain

Goodbye

 

 

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