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You Will Have To wait, I am not yet ready.
You will have to wait, I am not yet ready.
No time to waste, the years are rolling past.
Can no one stop them they all go far too fast.
Now each minute that rushes on past my nose,
I tell my self it is not true it is only a suppose.
My body demands eight hours of deep sleep.
This is the most difficult thing I know to keep.
Aching bones creaking old joints just old age.
It is a wonder that they have not put me in a cage.
Our animal friends one puts to sleep in old age.
Not so the humans they have to ripen to a good old vintage.
Photo's of long ago show a head of hair without any snow.
Men are given faces lined with worry marks of life,
The Ladies, God Bless Them turn away all strife.
So as my title says, You will have to wait I am not ready.
I am a doddering dribbling old man with legs that are not too steady.
