What is it with old people and tissues?
Gun Barrel sleeves rammed tight with white shot
Fired at random during the changing of the cardy
Or slowly teased out like a novice magician
Yet if you ask for one they act all defensive
Denying they’ve ever seen
any pristine bi-fold squares
steeped in Aloe Vera
When you’ve gone, they peer into secret drawers
to pat their precious stash
As if beneath the topmost fold
are drugs and loads of cash
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