As I turn forty three…

As I turn Forty Three
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Oh, yeah, on this birthday,
Come let’s look at me
Talk about what we see…

One more year gone by, it could be five,
Ten more stones added to the frame
Much more salt than pepper in hair,

Selfish, critical and needy,
Others and I continue to be,
We say we love, and most times
Mean, “please, please, love me!”

And the work I do, oh, the work I do
It’s put on such high pedestal
Sometimes I wish to jump and run away…

Oh, yeah, it’s another birthday
Come let’s look at me,
As I turn forty three!