Each and every age

You have no age

Which is not an age

Of its own

And blessed is the intelligent

Who differentiates between every age

At his age

And woe is the idiot

Who confuses the ages

And rolls the age

From his age

To an age that is not his

Yes he will roll

He will roll

Also all the ages

To no age at all

And without grace

Because the grace of every age

Is for his own age