Parrots
When you growing older
The ugly parrots of birthdays
Delightfully remind your age
You tell them shut up
They cry out loudly
Once these parrots
Were sweet nightingales
Singing nicely on the early days
Twenty one
Twenty two
Twenty three
And now with a nasty voice
As boaster parrots
Break your eardrums
Sixty three
Sixty four
Sixty five.
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