"... You start feeling very old ..." I hear you calling me. And oh, the ringing gladness of your voice! And on my career’s grave the mossy grass is green: A

"... You start feeling very old ..." I hear you calling me. And oh, the ringing gladness of your voice! And on my career’s grave the mossy grass is green: At the stand-up, do you behold me? Standing here, Hearing your voice through all the corporate hell between.