Fifty Words
To celebrate aging to fifty,
A poet thought it would be nifty
To jot down some verse;
He wasn’t averse
To being, with words, rather thrifty.
Equipped with both paper and pen,
He struggled, again and again;
He had little luck,
Annoyingly stuck,
Then got it and yelled out Amen!
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