Mr Whitely

Mr Whitely,
Holding tightly...
Sighed.
Then puzzled slightly,
Breathing lightly...
Died

Mrs Whitely,
Though fit and sprightly...
Retired.
Not as brightly,
Later, politely...
Enquired.

The doctor - rightly,
Treading lightly...
Explained.
"twice nightly" the cause most likely remained.
At ninety - two with looks unsightly,
Most of us refrain,
Quite rightly!

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