When you’re in a new place
And the setting is strange,
All your customs and habits
You must rearrange.
From the car that you drive
To the bed where you sleep,
There’s a learning curve; sometimes
To climb it is steep.
When you’re older, to acclimate
May take a while,
Especially if
Tried and true is your style.
So you do what you must
To accept and get by
For your younger-day outlooks
No longer apply.
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