The March of Time

The winds of March are barely past

And April comes in fast,

Birds , bees, flowers , sneeze!

Nice weather doesn’t last.

The days of youth are almost past,

Old age is coming fast.

Aches, pains, weight gain,

Enjoy life while it lasts!


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