Now Remember Kids Clap Real Loudly Or Tink Will Die

NOW REMEMBER KIDS CLAP LOUDLY OR TINK WILL DIE With a little help from Dorian Grey I tried to tell you the walls wouldn’t hold I tried to tell you I’m not getting old I’m reversing the numbers, baby, from 63 to thirty-six Either that or I’d rather swim in the river Styx I’m too young to be as old as the calendar reads I’m not halfway through sewing my wild seeds I won’t allow anyone to tell me my hair is getting gray And my appearance at thirty-six is the same as it is today If anyone should doubt my stamina and dexterity I’ll prove I’m the latter day Peter Pan and I’ll do it with temerity All my confidence and fortitude on Tinkerbelle is now hung And if you all clap real loudly for Tink she’ll keep both my soul and body young To die the same way I look and feel today is my goal I’ll look like this until I’m six feet deep in a hole I’m going to go to Hell but I’ll bet for me it’s too cold And S**T no, I’m not insane, I know that everything and everyone eventually grows old © 2011.….Phreepoetree