To that happy young man
Come, young man
And I will you
Wisdom
Sorely won from
Forty years of marriage.
I charge you to not
Reveal this token
To your bed companion…
Nor to any of that
Fair sex.
For any action
Requiring joint agreement,
Plan and think out
WELL
The opening line
Of the event;
For that casting
Of the die
Determines the outcome.
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