I remember what it was like quite well
striding across campus light as a feather
my hair hanging in my eyes
how I loved all the young women with their
long, tanned legs in the spring
and 2 b young 2, well
I only wish I had appreciated it as much then
as eye do now
Then I was much more proper
never substituting a number for a word
it is much more fun 2 b young 2day
I’m a lot more clever at 61 than 23
I remember what it was like quite well
as skinny as a rail, embarrassed in my bell bottoms
wanting to talk, to touch, to be with the ladies
and not knowing where to start
oh 2 b young again
with an older man’s brain
and all those long, tanned legs in the spring
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