Who sees this object how.
Fifty for dinner,
Healthier than a hundred for lunch.
I can hear your cheerful voice,
Just like ten years ago.
Only slightly lighter than the hair.
Just a little sadder than the eyes.
Congratulations on the anniversary,
Measured in centuries!
You’ve never been “this”,
Holding the rod of truth in his hands.
So live like a cat in sour cream,
Training young people.
Let there be “money” in your pocket.
You will still go far.