The Unfairness Of Angels

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The Worlds obsession with numbers



One thing i notice about Western Culture
Is the obsession we have about a number
Should be grown up by 16
Had sex by 18
drive by 19
Now wake up from your dream
Wake up from insanity
Now you're twenty
Left college by 21
25 left home, said bye to mum
28 married or serious relationship
29 had a kid
Now it;s time to get clean, not dirty
Life's arrived now you're 30
tick tock, tick tock
watch out girls for that body clock
Panic buys if you're single
but at 38 it;s too late to mingle
You're friends look old, kids now grown
40 now, last stretch home
Shouldn't't;t be out drinking or having fun
It's just not done, at 41
At 44, you should have a career
Not sitting in a Wetherspoons pub drinking beer
Oh how quickly the time has gone
Too late now to put right, what's wrong
Now you're old, yes your fifty
At least according to the TV
but you feel fine, apart from the extra line
But don;t rebel, don't pay the fine
Not supposed to feel alive
Not now, at 55
kids at school, wait what kids?
Better start telling some fibs
You've got to answer for your crime
Single, childless, happy, but 59
Not that swinging
Grey hair, old bones, muscles flinching
You still having fun? just for kicks?
Even now at 66?
70 now, good innings in life
78 married to your third wife
Kids grown up, you're now a grand pa or ma
But at 78 you're not allowed to drive a car
Says society, the rules say so
At 86, not long to go
Got to reach 100, 90 you'll settle for
but you'll be dead by 94.



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