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A 39th Birthday Poem

A 39th Birthday Poem

Today the clocks stop
And the calendars freeze
And those chaps down in Greenwich
Can all take their ease.

Leastways, as concerning
This most recent rage
The topic? – Let’s drop it!
No more of my age.

No more to grow older
Why I simply refuse!
I have plenty things else
About which to amuse.

So remember –
As Father Time passes
   With gifts on his plate
Wrinkles and lines
   And gray hair for your pate
Just say, ‘No thank you!
  ‘I’ll not have any more.’
And know you can do it
  Check your Jack Benny lore.

RWOz2

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About rwoz2

Poet, historian, writer for stage and screen. Responder to Jesus (Romans 5:8)

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