I must have tweaked my left knee recently,
for daily it protests a certain bend.
As usual it’s port that bothers me –
my starboard side has been my better friend.
I notice symptoms of debility –
a bode of failure or a warning trend?
Recording, I’ll give ink without a frown,
as long as I don’t let it take me down.

(Ottava Rima)

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