Friday, 1 April 2016

My eyes are tired!

My eyes are tired,
I can not see!
I haven't bought,
My glasses with me!

The print is so awkward,
Confound it all!
How can I read,
It's all too small!

I'll ask that lad,
Just over there,
Can you read this,
Have a care!

As we grow old,
It's often true,
Our eyes get weak,
It makes us blue!

But a pair of specs,
Will make it right,
Then we can read,
All day and all night!

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