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...I really will. I was thinking about this today, and remembered that my mom had written a poem with this title 21 years ago. I found it, so without further ado:

Tomorrow I'll Be Forty

I want to drive a foreign car,
I want to kiss a movie star,
I want to do something quite bizarre,
Tomorrow I'll be forty.

I want to go to Paris, France,
Want to learn to sing and dance,
Wear my clothes without underpants,
Tomorrow I'll be forty.

I want to party every night,
Kiss all the men just for spite,
Want to be beautiful instead of bright,
Tomorrow I'll be forty.

Instead I'll go to bed at nine,
Smile and say I'm really fine,
Leave those silly dreams behind,
Tomorrow I'll be forty.