I guess it takes maturity
To not worry so much
About the gray hair coming in
To not worry so much
About the size up in your pants
To not worry so much
About the wrinkles.
I guess it takes maturity
To not worry about
The bifocals
To not worry about
The whole damned aging process
Well then
When do I get my
Maturity?
Hi Connie, I loved your poem. You are too funny. This was great. Take care.
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Connie, I am not really sure, but I think that it will show up in the mail the day after your youth contract runs out! However, remember to send it back within 10 days, otherwise ... you will reach the expiration date! Well, at least that's what I've heard! B.V.A.