Stung By The Bee Of Gees.

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He found them in
the back of his closet,
relics from the days
of his mispent youth.

4 inch high platforms
upon which he had
once expounded,
all the longings of
a Saturday night live.

He slipped them on
in a moment of whimsy,
and rose to heights long forgotten,
prancing off to a full length mirror,
only to find an old man
in what was "not" ruby slippers.

He stepped back
from the realization
of how silly he looked
in those leather ladders.

Even as his mind
filled with partners,
fond images of all those
Prima-Donna Summers,
long vanished,
to the strains of
his Barry White face,
as a disc in his back
went "Oh!"

Quite painfully he
kicked them off,
and hobbled downstairs
for some Motrin.

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Jewels 7 years ago from Australia

Is like mortality knocks hard.

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