Where has time gone? Boy it's hard to feel young. When your joints feel pain. A head full of gray and a body that's plain. Each year adds a few wrinkles and a new pair of specks. No one has told me. What I was to expect. Another year older what can I do? Time is running out. But I'm not quite through. When I look back I wonder just how. Once I was young But look at me now. So many friends I met filled my life booze, laughter, music from every friend I choose. Another year will soon pass. I hope to be here still. For nothing makes me happier, this place becomes a bigger thrill!
, Nancy!! 
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