Turning fifty ain’t all that nifty,
You might as well be turning five hundred.
You start get shifty, thrifty and whifty,
And you don’t act as young as you once did.
You know what they say, the old cliché,
Age is just a number.
But age doesn’t stay,
Time doesn’t slumber.
They say the years have been kind,
But time keeps on going.
And eventually...
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