Out Like a Lamb

Forty-Five

The old age of youth
slammed a shot of vermouth
and gave way to a youthful of old.

The youth of old age
took a bow, left the stage,
wrapping up for a forecasted cold.

And I, in between,
if you know what I mean
feel the weight of my years taking hold

but I'm ready to dance
and I'll take every chance
like a youngster, all bullshit and bold.



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April 19—acting your age (or not!)

I read somewhere that 40 is the old age of youth, and 50 is the youth of old age. I shaved 7 years off my age for this one.