Met a gentleman today,

Born on August third,

The same as me, the same day,

But the date you wouldn’t believe, no way…

1911 was his year of birth,

He still worked 5 days a week,

And swam in a pool those same days,

This man was also, although almost a hundred,

Full of vigor & even more so full of mirth…

I couldn’t believe he still drove a car,

When young, to grow old, he did wish on a star,

Well damned if he didn’t get his wish,

Then he got to meet me,

Ain’t that just a barrel of laughs or is it a fine kettle of fish…