I'm so old I Remember when:

I remember my first favourite poem from school - I was just outside at he barn doing evening chores, chooks and horses are set for the night. Then I admired the moon and stars looking for northern lights. None to be seen but it reminded me of the poem.

The Cremation of Sam McGee​

BY ROBERT W. SERVICE
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales

That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,

But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge

I cremated Sam McGee

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45081/the-cremation-of-sam-mcgee
We had to memorize poems and limericks in our first grade class.

There was an old man of Blackheath
Who sat on his set of false teeth
Said the man with a start
"Oh Lord bless my heart!
I've bitten myself underneath!" :lol:
 
Does anyone remember 'The Whole Earth Catalog'?
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Yes! When I am up on the crazy horse and she is acting up being a snorting bronc (she is 21 so no spring chicken), I remind her that we are both too old for that crap!

Next day we are both stiff and sore and breaking out the pain meds hahaha
I rode that Palomino into her late 20's. She got pregnant..accidentally.. and had a beautiful foal. That gal lived to be 32! My mother in law had given her to a friend by then.
 

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