Outside of time – that’s where I am,
On holiday in Old Siam.
Here, I am always twenty-five
And pretty girls keep me alive;
There – I am just an aging man;
There, I could only date a gran;
Here, a young bargirl I can
Take to my bed – that’s why I thrive
Outside of time.
But though the West has lost the plan
And rapidly goes down the pan,
I cannot move out here to live
Because the timelessness would give
Way, and I’d no longer stand
Outside of time.
© Rob, 2007. All rights reserved by the author.

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