Young and robust youth loves life furthermore
When if you are olden, golden-ager
It was your time, that did it, evermore
O' you grew up, and became an oldster
Realize of course, in age, you kosher
Uh, you have lived a long ev'lasting growth
Now you all used up, and full of bicker
Tatt by epoch, of questionable truth
Why all wishing, forever, the 'fountain of youth'
© daniel miltz
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