Long And Boring, Short And Sweet
Walking went I
When I found an old man.
In the same direction he went.
Approaching his feet
My mouth opened and said:
“ Good morning, sir.
Have you a good day had? ”
“ A normal day had I,
But a boring and awful life”
Said he while rubbing his eyes.
“ But you have lived long,
May I say without rudeness”
“ Eighty 12 months exactly,
But it seems 200 it was”.
The next morning went I
And a young man found.
I gave him a look
And with a smile asked:
“ You look so happy, my lad.
May I ask what the cause was? ”
A smile he gave back
And happily said:
“ I have cancer, my friend.
And tomorrow I shall die”.
I gave him a grimace
And with pity replied:
“ I am sorry my friend,
Though you could have lived
A healthy longer life”.
“ Oh no! ”, Said he with a beam,
“ I have lived happier
Than that eighty year old.
And even though I am twenty,
I have smiled and experienced enough”
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