The first day of the rest of our life
For which with you the best summing up
Is pain, joy, love, a little strife
But love always anyway – you’re nice
I don’t need being told that twice.
Desirable as jammy-dodgers
And tasty as crisp crackling pork
Everyone – young to old codgers...
We’ll see the pains grow less
The rough skin disappear once more
Till, free and fit, you may address...
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