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Play it Again, Sam
Youth is truth in fingerpaint;
Age the sage of quiet restraint!
Opposites in every way!
Until you catch a germ one day;
I succumbed in ‘94
Walking through a bedroom door!
What happened was a mystery;
But it did quite trip on me!
It made me skilled at alibis!
My heart expanded one full size!
I lost all my dignity!
Conspired against my progeny!
Knew a friend who caught it too;
Watched this "grown up" come unglued!
(Took up saving photographs;
Of ankles, toes, and dimpled calfs!)
You may find this somewhat funny—
But I’ll bet you even money;
You could catch it; and in fact;
You won’t care how dumb you act!
The side effects are comical!
(The cost is astronomical!)
Your friends will hide! You’ll live on gruel!
Perhaps like me, you’ll coo and drool!
But no one wants to find a way;
To make the symptoms go away!
The germ’s a gift; a trust; you see--
And here's the way it conquered me:
I'd aged into a knarley weed;
Set eyes upon a tiny seed;
Felt in mine a little hand;
(Nicknamed her my "baby grand")!
And there, within that nursery room;
A grandparent burst into bloom!
My inner child revived and sent;
To love another innocent.
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