Thread: A Silly Poem
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Old 10-21-2003, 01:47 PM   #84
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this one is not mine but excerpted from The Boxer by Paul Simon...been ringing in my head so i'm sending it along...

I have squandered my resistance,

For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises.

All lies and jest.

Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.

And the years are rollin' by me.

They are rockin' evenly.

I am older than I once was, and younger than I'll be.

That's not unusual.

It isn't strange,

After changes upon changes, we are more or less the same.

After changes, we are more or less the same.

In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade,

And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down,

Or cut him 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame,

"i am leaving, I am leaving."

But the fighter still remains.


"It is not wise to be incautious when confronting a little smiling bald man"'- Rule #1
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