World Cup 2003 - Day 5

The memories
As each year flees
Are faint, with details blending
When looking back
I need a stack
Of photos never ending.
My face aflame
I blush for shame
For being so indulgent
In my heyday
My wiles I played
And gloried all effulgent.

I don't recall the shocking
Circumstances
Behind their winks and smirks and
Knowing glances

I had my youth
Was I uncouth?
Or merely drunk and foolish?
Did I offend
My gentle friends,
By being somewhat churlish?
Why does the past
Fade out so fast
That I will not remember
I won't recall
A thing at all
By early this September.

So have your fun today,
My merry friends,
It all will fade away,
The party ends.

It all will fade away,
The party ends.