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I fight the good fight

I pluck those rebel grays

In all their subtle shades

Leaving only the jet blacks

Of the boy I long forgot



I imagine those grays and jets

In a back alley fight

Like a rumble from "West Side Story"

But the grays are winning

And the scene turns out badly



Then there's the Battle of the Bulge

No, not the epic battle of The 40's

But the epic battle of My 40's

Just my own private hell

In front of a full length mirror



Hmmm...if only I could grow

Another foot taller...

Then I'd bitch-slap Father Time

But he bobs and weaves

Better than Muhammed Ali