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Thursday, 4 April 2013

Youth's Wild Passions

The time of youth is of extremes:
They lurch from wild hilarity
To gloom of great intensity,
Then down to depths of ennui.

This roller-coaster of wild passion
Is not we middle-aged folk's fashion.
We take a much more even strain,
Avoid the wild extremes of pain,
And frenzied bouts of tooth-gnashing.

Youths talk so fast it's hard to follow,
Yet their ideas seem often hollow;
As though it matters what brands you wear,
So long as you don't go about bare;
Which at times they almost do,
Even when it's freezing, too.

The initial g in gnashing is meant to be sounded.

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