You have magic in your finger tips,
Magic in your eye.
Magic in the arms that hold
And tell me not to cry.
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Life is like a patchwork quilt
put together by time
part of yours is quilted
also part of mine.
...
I can't help it if I'm old,
My blood is thin and my feet are cold.
My bones all creak, I've got the gout.
I now sink in where I did stick out.
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