This Story's Seldom Told

For their personal witty fun I’d been traumatized by my son(s). Years and years they've said to me, Let your other boys go free. At my age I could see no point, swinging with breezes below a joint. Then the appendectomy came and went, “Tighty Whiteys” made their last dent. Stitches and gauze now long gone, wouldn’t you know it before too long… I did become hmm…Let’s see, home of the brave and the free. Wearing reminders of decisions I’ve made, Now I’m a boxer but not by trade. When I leave my home and family I take my leave feeling quite happily. These ain’t lies. Lie, lie, lie, lie, la lie! *Inspired by an appendectomy and Simon and Garfunkle