Time Poem by Tango
Time
Time
Tick, tock, tick,
time goes by lickety split.
One minute your a babe in arms,
next a teenager, with all their charms.
Then the mid life crisis comes, and goes,
leaving one reflecting on all lifes woes.
Today on looking in the mirror, it reflcts,
a crinkled face, grey hair, and specs.
Gee, have I been around that long,
but I have only listened to one song.
Tango.
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