It is funny <br />To think <br />That one day I was a baby <br />I had money <br />I had a drink <br />And I had a baby <br /> <br />Now I look back <br />I don’t remember any <br />Of the things I had <br />It was a stack <br />Of that much and that many <br />That good, that bad <br /> <br />I laugh <br />If you’re like me <br />You know <br />That half <br />You get to see <br />Stay or go <br /> <br />But it’s still funny <br />To know some <br />And not know the rest <br />Days were honey <br />Bees that hum <br />Sting or taste <br /> <br /> <br />I think I’m old <br />And that’s fun <br />I think I’m young <br />And that’s none <br />I’m bee stung <br />And that’s some<br /><br />Ragy Sandid<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/funny-24/
