On Turning Sixty-Two, January 10, 2010
I'm thirteen years younger than Elvis
--and he's very much dead. Instead,
I'm still alive, savoring each minute, got
my ticket to ride, not prepared to rot.
I know I have enemies who derride,
Mateys, take a firebrand up yer nose.
Why d'you suppose I would give it up?
Christopher T. George