Some say you cross the bridge
fine line at twenty-six
to be beyond the gate
wrong side of twenties lilt
but time for thee dilate
the rules they bend and break
the blossom'd years to wit
are sparkles on thy cheeks
passaged time don't chide
they smileth in thine eyes
its wisdom gird thy wiles
attendant to thy smiles
I humbly wish thee this
upon thy remembered bliss
for when the angels deigned
to bless the human race.
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