Respect for the elderly, poetry… * He lived in a shanty far down the laneold man and his corns, stooped over in painhis head out the window, loudly he’d shouthightail off my property, useless louts~Sniffing in disgust, disappears in a huffso many despised his demeanour, gruffshopping in town, he’d go out of his wayto snort at the grocer, making his day~Cheap as the cardigan draped … Continue reading Old Man and His Corns