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Despite the wealth of creams applied
Old Father Time won't be denied
And as that watershed appears
I can't complain at fifty years
Though just one thing for which I pray
To throw those blessed specs away!


The years drift by and eyes grow dim
The fight to keep the body trim
It really is a bitter pill
They say from now it's all down hill
You'll understand then when I say
Just let me  throw those  specs away!


Fountain of youth it runneth dry
And sight recedeth in my eye
No cup of bounty runneth over
No wonder; I'm one more year older
And still the  thing for which I pray
To  throw those blessed specs away!

But wait, I think I've seen the light
Illuminating,  out of sight
No more my hopes and dreams for nought
There is a way if  I can sort
The thing for which I daily pray:
To  throw those blessed specs away!


Tt's thanks to innovations new
I'll soon be known as "Chic Cool Sue”
I owe it all to new technology
To change my world of Ophthamology
So now with certainty I say
Just throw those blessed specs away!

Today's the day
I must be mental
Why didn't I opt for sentimental?
A Chinese, or a shopping spree
I might have missed ‘Buy Get one Free’
But always it was what I'd pray
To  throw those blessed specs away!

What have I done, my friends were right
I'm in a mess, I'm numb with fright
I had a dream, ‘twas “ Handy Andy"
Promising a job just dandy
He said "Ill do it cheap today".
I’ve changed my mind; the specs can stay.

But, No!  I've courage I’ll go on
I'm not a quitter, I'll be strong
I may wake full of blurred confusion 
Wondering if it's just illusion
Or really is that epic day
I finally throw my specs away!

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