I’m obsolete and aged, but I say!
I rather fancy spending time with you.
You make me feel much younger though I’m grey
And wrinkled. Oh, I wish that it were true!

I think that you’d have liked me in my youth.
Folk thought me sprightly, witty, free from grime,
And courteous—for I was not uncouth,
If you’ll believe me! Then, I drooled no slime.

In truth, you call to mind a maiden fair
To whom I was devoted, years ago.
She was a beauty, with long, plaited hair
A mellow, deep, sweet voice, which would e’er flow

With eloquence and kindness. But alas!
She never noticed me. Yes, one more glass.

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I would like to offer you the following words: TASK, TREATY, and COMPLETE