Sir Du Jour

SIR – DU JOUR

Someone called me “Sir” today
Am I really all that old
The “Sir” is so impersonal
So formal and so cold
I always have reserved it
For those advanced in age
Or those whose rank and status
Are just too hard to gauge
But they stop me in the hallway
And address me now as “Sir”
I guess I really am that old
It’s my title now du jour

Mdailey
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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