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Nov 11, 2008
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Not growing up
Old folk dwell in all of usJust waiting to break freeOld folk dwell in all of usInside of you and me They take their time to show themselvesMaybe Fifty or Sixty yearsThey play games with your memoryExaggerate your fears They can make your legs go wobblyMake your back go weakThey can sometimes make you dribbleMake your bladder leak You could take up motorcyclingOr abseil down a mountainRide a unicycleOr Dance naked in a fountain Don’t give in, to these old peopleYou should do just like I didRefuse to grow old gracefullyKeep acting like a kid Don’t let the buggers get youKeep acting like a pupKeep on growing oldBut, try never to grow up
"Growing old is mandatory, growing up isn't"
"Growing old is mandatory, growing up isn't"
— shazbat, Nov 11, 2008
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Kailashana
17 years 7 months ago
You’re a riot, and since I
shazbat
17 years 7 months ago
I’m nearly 60 and my kids
Mark
17 years 7 months ago
Mind and body
shazbat
17 years 7 months ago
Mark I’m Not sure if
infinite_dwarf
17 years 7 months ago
Shaz
shazbat
17 years 7 months ago
Jess, so pleased that you
Robert Melliard
17 years 5 months ago
Ever young
infinite_dwarf
17 years 5 months ago
two for one comments - what, I'm lazy!
shazbat
17 years 5 months ago
My dad is eighty seven and
poewriter58
17 years 5 months ago
John
shazbat
17 years 5 months ago
well thank you Chrys, these
Robert Melliard
17 years 5 months ago
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