Keep the old aspidistra flying,
Say no to this, this one is dying.
Pour new wine into new wine skins,
Say no to this and these old sins.
Old life is dead; say yes to new,
It’s time to sow afresh, anew.
Old people live and die in peace,
Escaped from the Earth’s caprice,
Of toil and trouble,
Free from a dice’s deuce,
From love’s eternal triangle,
Cupid’s arrows entangled.
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