It would seem like an ardous task
And no one seems to ask
What I have been up to
The last decade or two
One line for each year
One word for each fear
One verse of mine to call
One time to say it all
I have spent a fifth in love
And a fourth in heaven
And the rest scattered etc
Totalling upto eleven
Do away with numbers I am told
Cause count the numbers and you are old
And do you not understand, magic!
Not comic, realistic and tragic!
To begin with, twenty is not too much
I can have twenty for lunch
And Cant get over the tendency to rhyme
Thats why The Insanity Turned Twenty
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