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Thursday, October 4, 2012

45 And Still Alive

45 and still alive
How quickly did this age arrive
Down the hill I swiftly drive
Both joy and sorrow I derive

Rhymes for you I now contrive

For humor on this big day strive
But far from me to e'er deprive
My little ones some evening jive

So headlong in my folly dive

And recognize the fact that I've
Great prosody on which I thrive
That weary souls might I revive

Yes, 45 and still alive

How quickly did this age arrive
But matters not, for Christ's alive
And shall I evermore survive