Why I'm Nervous
A baby is born
His hair is shorn…
Off to school
Learns the rules…
Gradates college
The army he dodges…
Gets married, buys a house
Raises a family with his spouse...
Grows old, less and less bold
His tent at last he folds…
Nowhere is mentioned service
That’s what makes me nervous
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