He
is an old man
White
hair bald headed
Even
the sun will shine it bright
The
reflections of his life
He
should look in his mirror
He
is that old man standing on stage
Cooking
up meals hard to swallow
He
thinks he can give sage advice!
He
says old men are loose cannons
He
never thinks he is one of them
Standing
on stage proud like a peacock
He
should listen to his own advice
He
should step down
Before
the worms eat him up
In
the brain where he knows
He
is that old man
He
forgets his needs the old men
They
will make him look no difference
He
shouldn't give his sage advice
He seems to have the hallmarks of lies and deceits
Look
in the mirror old man
Tell
us what you see yourself?
The
dark angel is laughing at you
He
is bringing his wagon to take you home
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