One Single Impression: Wrinkle

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Wrinkled

One little wrinkle would have been fine
This old man had many more than nine

Wrinkled from head to toe, back again
Where you couldn't see I imagine

His face looked tired, from stresses I know
He carried a wrinkled sack in tow

From crumpled sack he had food to eat
Beans and bread; grog to drink--made from wheat

The back of his jacket was wrinkled
from hem to collar, creases sprinkled

Folds in his pants opened like a fan
'neath every moving joint they began

His brown high laced shoes, once bright and clean,
opened, dull, grimy with shriveled seams

Nothing clean, nothing fresh, anywhere
Old man, crumpled to his underwear

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