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Created on: April 25, 2008
SPORTY AT FORTY
(Coming of Age with Limericks)
I so adore my best friend Marge.
Whose big four-oh was looming large.
She called our gang,
And with a bang,
She met the day by taking charge.
My friend runs circles round her peers;
Her forty annums bring her cheers.
At bar and grill,
She's carded still
For aging slower than her years.
To face the years courageously,
Perhaps a bit outrageously,
With forty winks
And great hijinks
She's aged most advantageously.
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