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Now You’re 64.

Now that I’m older, still dying my hair

With many fears about why and how.

Will you still be sending me books on crime

Poirot, Marple, even Harry Lime?

If I’d not phoned till quarter to three

Would you have a search party at my door?

Will you still need me, no need to feed me

Now your 64?

 

I am older too

And because you brought me into the world

I will forever love you.

 

I was never that handy mending your clothes