Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Saturday 23 March 2024

My uncelebrated grandfather

(I'm told) kept saying
as he got older and more complaining:
Just one more clean shirt will do me.

This was when shirts had detachable collars
and were worn for a week or two.
Perhaps my grandmother,
hopefully washing and ironing,
gave him a clean shirt each day.

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