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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=430170" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When Did I Get Old</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=430170" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A saxaphone calls<br>From across the floor.<br>The midnight blues<br>Are what I'm here for.<br>This pied piper<br>Leads me<br>From the cold.<br>I raise my glass and ask<br>When did I get old? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=430170" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I sit alone<br>And watch the candles burn.<br>Another shot.<br>I almost here wheels turn.<br>I watch the strobe<br>Flash pictures of pain.<br>My frontal lobe<br>Is feeling numb again.<br>Another whisky<br>And now I'm feeling bold.<br>But not so frisky.<br>When did I get old? .</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=430170" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">She sits beside me.<br>Says 'I've read your stuff'<br>I want to hide me.<br>I think I've drank enough.<br>She says..<br>'Can you quote me, some romantic prose'<br>'Now that I run free'<br>'My name is April Rose'<br>I took a raincheck.<br>Said 'I'm sorry miss'<br>And then<br>She blows me a sexy kiss, <br>Through eyes of black and gold.<br>Does every Gigolo<br>Come to this? <br>When did I get old?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Kevin+East">Kevin East</a></strong></div>