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Odessa R
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Old anthropologists never die, they just become history
Old archers never die, they just bow and quiver.
Old architects never die, they just lose their structures.
Old assets never die, they just depreciate
Old astronauts never die, they just go to another world
Old bakers never die, they just lose their dough
Old bankers never die, they just lose interest.
Old bankers never die, they just want to be a loan
Old barbers never die, they just become Old cut-ups.
Old baseball players never die, they just go batty
Old baseball players never die, they just run their last lap
Old basketball players never die, they just go on dribbling.
Old bbs'ers never die, they just log off for good.
Old bbs'ers never die, they just lose their zip
Old beekeepers never die, they just buzz off.
Old bikers never die, but they're hard on tires
Old biologists never die, they just ferment away
Old bond investors never die, they just yield to maturity
Old bookkeepers never die, they just lose their figures
Old books never die, they just go out-of-print
Old bosses never die, much as you want them to.
Old bowlers never die, they just end up in the gutter
Old brakes never die, they just grind down
Old bricklayers never die, they just throw in the trowel.
Old bricklayers never die, they're just too busy making a kiln
Old brickmasons never die, they just get mortarfied.
Old archers never die, they just bow and quiver.
Old architects never die, they just lose their structures.
Old assets never die, they just depreciate
Old astronauts never die, they just go to another world
Old bakers never die, they just lose their dough
Old bankers never die, they just lose interest.
Old bankers never die, they just want to be a loan
Old barbers never die, they just become Old cut-ups.
Old baseball players never die, they just go batty
Old baseball players never die, they just run their last lap
Old basketball players never die, they just go on dribbling.
Old bbs'ers never die, they just log off for good.
Old bbs'ers never die, they just lose their zip
Old beekeepers never die, they just buzz off.
Old bikers never die, but they're hard on tires
Old biologists never die, they just ferment away
Old bond investors never die, they just yield to maturity
Old bookkeepers never die, they just lose their figures
Old books never die, they just go out-of-print
Old bosses never die, much as you want them to.
Old bowlers never die, they just end up in the gutter
Old brakes never die, they just grind down
Old bricklayers never die, they just throw in the trowel.
Old bricklayers never die, they're just too busy making a kiln
Old brickmasons never die, they just get mortarfied.