The Modern Curmudgeon

There's nothing quite like when you hold your

Littlest, snug on your shoulder

And say, "I love you,"

And he says, "Love you, too."

And you wish that he'd never get older.

"I'm going to work" he explained The shirt he'd put on that day "Well you look to me Quite like a worker bee" "Actually, Dad, he said, "worker A."

Tomorrow I turn 41. What to do once these limericks are done? Will my idle hands seek Out some evil unspeak- able once this new freedom's begun?

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