So What’s With This?

An old man came around and with him were

his grownup son and grandson. What the fig!

I know I’m old, but how old must I be

when geezers with their kids and grandkids still

are young enough to be my children? Geeze

Louise! I know I’m not a kid, but still,

an ancient, old, decrepit man who’s young

enough to be my son? It’s true. I guess

I must be really, really, really old,

an ancient mariner, a grey-haired loon.

And yet I’m still a kid, a neophyte

who’s still in school; a child not yet grown.

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