My childhood was spent in a distant, golden age
My birth launched the baby boom, when childhood became all the rage
I was one of nature's children, a terror to behold
But I became one of nature's gentlemen, if I may be so bold
Childhood is a wondrous thing, it goes but all too fast
But I got a second chance, and this time I'll make it last
(Prudhoe, Northumberland,2011)
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