Prompt: If humans had taglines, what would yours be?

Maturity is something I’ve never fully embraced…

They say I’m in my seventies now, a seasoned, silvered sage,
Supposedly filled with wisdom, turning life’s final page.
And yes, I’ve seen a few things, endured a laugh or two,
But that wild, impish youngster? He’s still kicking, strong and true.
Maturity? Oh, I’ve tried it on like an ill-fitting, stuffy suit,
Felt the sensible fabric, with the sensible, boring boot.

But then a sudden impulse, a mischievous, quiet plea,
And there I am, the boy in me climbing the nearest tree.
My joints may creak a protest, my memory might play a trick,
But the spirit of defiance, has an energetic kick.
Why settle for just tea, when a whisky sour’s more fun?
This growing up business, still feels like it’s never done.

So let the young ones rush it, that serious, solemn phase,
I’m busy finding joy in these wonderfully senior days.
Maturity can chase me; I’ll still be out of reach,
Probably humming silly tunes, down by Eastbourne’s sunny beach.

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