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The World Doth Pass Me By
I find the world doth pass me by
Shall I give it one last try
The young don’t share my point of view
They’re not upset by unverified news
You cannot talk to them, only text
They’re so feeble they're undersexed
Why, when I was their age ---
Oy, there goes my darned ribcage…
Father Time sneaks up on the best of men
So to all ‘goodnight’ ~ ‘til I’m born again
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Gershon Wolf
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