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At my Time of Day.

At my time o' day
It were proper, in truth,
If I could be less gay
Than your frolicsome youth,
And now, old and gray
To plod on my way
Like a senior, in sooth.
I wish my old tricks
I could wholly forget;
But the apple here sticks,
Undigested as yet.
Let the good folks who will
With my plan disagree,
They may scold me their fill,
If I only am free
To retain in full glee
All my good humor still.