Today in the park Jim C i did meet
A gray haired old fellow with gaps in his teeth
With a nod and a smile he bid me a good day
I wished him the same as he went on his way
In his prime the finest athlete in the town
As district champion miler he earned his renown
But that is going back half a century ago
And sad for him time it has become his foe
For one in his early eighties he seems fit to me
Quite sprightly indeed for one of eighty three
But compared to what it once was his fastest pace slow
As it is said the years on the best of them show
Today in the park i met old Jim C
As ever in good spirits he does seem carefree
The town's best athlete when he was in his prime
But that is going back some five decades in time.
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