Age-old debate
when the old man said
I know everything
The young girl replied
What is everything
When the old man said
Wisdom is mine
The young girl replied
What is wisdom
When the old man said
I am privy to all life’s secrets
The young girl replied
What is privy
When the old man said
You don’t know anything
The young girl replied
What has a bald head
A tight mouth
And dribbles when it eats
When the old man said
Respect your elders
The young girl replied
I will when i’m older
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