In that age,
where I run from the rage,
dodge the bird cage.
Freedom of joy,
eye do true ly enjoy.
Give me the wide open spaces,
deal me four card aces.
See!

In that age happy,
forget sad and zappy.
Feeling bad at times normal,
continuing so informal.
Shine a bright sun,
dish me the fun.

Twinkle my soul,
tickle my heart stroll,
no so fold.
See!

In that age,
growing feeling sage,
write me a tinkle page.
Zing my bell lound,
a heart joy shroud.
Write me a smile,
laugh my child.

In that age paste,
no more time waste.
Taking no granted,
joy be planted.

See!

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