Time's Payback Poem by Bryan Taplits

When he was young
He moaned and whined, but did what he was told
He couldn't wait until that date
When he'd be no longer cute-
but old.
For then, he told himself, no one else would send
A message telling him,
"Do this" or "that', 'and do it now' or
"hurry up, little man."
There was just one thing he hadn't thought
That led him- too late-to revise his plan;
One day he grew so old, that he lost his mature bold,
And now-
could never be young again.