You were once a good boy
Mummy’s pride and joy
Then you grew into a
nice kid
Because of the things
you did
Then you progressed to
be a great guy
It just happened you
don’t know why
Then you arrived and
were a fine man
Just in time for your
retirement plan
And if only that was
the end of it
But no, you grew into
an old git
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