Getting Older?
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I get up each morning, gather my wits
Pick up the paper, and read the obits.
If Im not there, I know Im not dead.
So I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed.
Oh, how do I know my youth is all spent?
My get-up-and-go has got-up-and-went.
But in spite of it all, Im able to grin,
And think of the places my get-up has been.
— Pete Seeger —
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