Father Time Comes Creeping Poem by Dorsey Baker
Father Time Comes Creeping
Father time
don't move too fast
take your time
father time
don't move too fast
take your time
I don't mind
it aint no
emergency
you don't have to rush
to get to me
Father time
you can move
real slow
you don't have to
come too fast
you don't have to
get to me first
you can get to me last
Father time
sooner or later
you'll shake their hand
every woman
every man
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5/11/2024 3:02:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Entropy! No one is immune. Slow it down by enjoying each moment.