When you are one; everything seems to be won.
When you are two; everyplace is for loo.
When you are three; everything is free.
When you are four; you start feeling bored.
When you are five; world comes alive.
When you are six; you are in a fix.
When you are seven; everything seems even.
When you are eight; you try to be straight.
When you are nine; you start behaving fine.
When you are ten; everything seems to be then.
When you are twenty; life appears to be bounty.
When you are thirty; the world seems to be dirty.
When you are forty; you try to be sportive.
When you are fifty; you thrive to be thrifty.
When you are sixty; you long to live till seventy.
When you are seventy; life is really hefty.
When you are eighty; death appears to be gaiety.
When you are ninety; you long to have ended it at fifty.
When you are hundred; o come on you are already dead.
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