Tango Tango
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Seasons Come And Seasons Go - Poem by Tango Tango
Seasons come, and seasons go,
before you know it, your old, and slow.
Your hair is grey, and your eyes are dim,
the teeth are gone, and you have a double chin.
You only hear half of what is said,
in the night you are up two or three times, from your bed.
On awakening you feel not to bad,
but when you move, suddenly parts begin to ache,
that you never even knew you had.
It is such a bind this old age game,
why cant one just reach a certain age,
say twenty five, then just remain the same.
Tango.
Poems by Tango Tango : 128 / 201
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 3, 2008
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Yes,25 would do very nicely. Perfectly in my case. Perhaps a genius will make your wish come true and invent a vaccine that prevents aging... enjoyed the bitter humor in this piece! (Report) Reply