When a humour didn’t stop on a smile
And could carry something overly more
When having journeyed an extra mile
Could give a rise to glee in galore
For a benign pinch on the cheeks
When eyes needed no fear to cry
When futile endeavours made in streaks
Could each time reveal a visible sigh
Now
We all have grown to understand
That the worldly affairs are a little strange
And we learn to conceal with falling sand
Rightly they say ‘Times do change’
