Monday, January 13, 2003

The Petit Vieux Comments

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"Sow your wild oats in your youth," so we're always told;
But I say with deeper sooth: "Sow them when you're old."
I'll be wise till I'm about seventy or so:
Then, by Gad! I'll blossom out as an ancient beau.
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Robert William Service
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Manonton Dalan 02 January 2016

this poem gives me a smile on my face -100

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