Here lies my past, Goodbye I have kissed it; Thank you kids, I wouldn't have missed it.
When you're wrong admit it, when you're right, shut up.
Then blessings on thee, my afternoon torpor Thou makest a prince of a mental porpor.
Indeed, everybody wants to be a wow, But not everybody knows exactly how.
Do you think my mind is maturing late, or simply rotted early?
Life is not having been told that the man has just waxed the floor.