We are not keen
To count the years.
It may not seem
That our worst fears
Are realised by this celebration.
But come what may
You’ll keep going the buzz.
Golf and whatever you’ll play
So why on earth all the fuss
About the body’s gradual ruination?
Let’s rejoice in all you’ve achieved
And remember that, with passing years,
you gain more than you lose.
Let’s all be feeling immensely relieved
That you’ve not already gone to pot, or hit the booze!
Oh, and thanks for this super inebriation.
For Robin’s 70th birthday party.