Irrelevancy The gain of sagehood srouts from ageless Wearer of grey hair,having long occupy unrealistic Stills, in throneless kingdom,in rapid slippage. His silly,in hastment, robbing him the recipe for livelihood Stricken,but ravishing - this he presumes Ill-structured, off-course,moment in shadow chasing. The wrath of penury,frogly leaped into the home of this host Wreak havoc, to bottomless, the plans of the wiseless And hold,in irony the concept of the tragedy. Old age, as passing wind;wisdom, yeast of glory Like the deepst depth, so in folks that love her And her grace,not surety for old age. |
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