LATE BLOOMS: Musings On Being Old

How does old feel like?
Well, it feels like old, of course.
Wait ‘til you grow old.

How is it
to be very old?
I can’t tell you
‘cause I’m not yet
that old.
Maybe when
I get there,
if I get to be
very old.

Old does rhyme with gold.
But it also rhymes with cold,
as well as with bold.

 

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