The Wisdom of my Age

I just realised today’s today and not some other time,
and so I’ll sit down with my pen and write a little rhyme.
I’ll make it deep and meaningful like all good odes should be;
I’ll just take a jumbled bunch of words and then I’ll let them free.
They’ll then be words of wisdom; the knowledge of my years
and if you’re really lucky then they won’t bore you to tears.
So sit back now and listen to the wisdom of my age
and if you’re really lucky there won’t be another page.

Bye Bye

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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