Twelve’clock of tonight he will be
Superannuated from august office.
He is not demitting, merely limiting
If you please, just stops emitting
All signals now no more authorized.
He wonders why one cannot have
Some extra vitamins superadded
To compensate for loss of years.
He will make fine farewell speech
Effervescent like antacid bubbles.
Not superannuated , he will joke,
But is superannuating, as ladies do
That time of the month every time.
Years or ears ? Excuse , I can’t hear,
Like old man Lear of Shakespeare
In a weather-beaten coat and cap,
Monkeying at the lazily rising sun.