The Queue
- Soli Philander

- Mar 3, 2022
- 1 min read
Comes virile sperm The portent of a future worm To fertile egg That yet that future begs
Then a foetus No clue of this When a baby Inklings maybe
With a toddler Energy the fodder As a big child Try tame the wild
Oh, teenager Hormone rager And adolescent On your own bent!
So, young adult The living cult To adulthood The try for good
In middle-age Tire of the stage Join the queue at checkout Wondering what it's all about
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