If you were me
and twenty three
what would you do ?

Be like me
and retire up a tree
and feel free
to brachiate, micturate and defecate
quite happily ?

Or would you rather
drop down to the ground
and stand on your own, bi-pedal,
and meddle
in the strife
that’s rife
in financial life,
while supporting your senile father?

If I were you,
I’d go back to twenty two.       
                                                          Laki  1990