As I turned forty I was quite portly
But I lost the weight and I'm feeling great.
Forty-one I had some fun
And tried to do everything under the sun.
I'm now forty-two and not feeling blue.
I'm starting to age, but the next year is just another page.
Some things I've done I really rue.
I'm getting old but it's nowhere near the time to fold.
How the next 364 days will go I haven't a clue.
Hopefully my time is due...
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