(Note: 320 is for my mom's wedding and 319 is just one of those I don't feel comfortable sharing for a while)

I was quick as a fox
And verbose to boot
My vocabulary solid as rocks
I was far from a “dumb brute”

I was sporty and fun
And generally decently regarded
I wasn't fast but I could run
I was fairly well rehearsed when the curtains parted

But after all that was talent being shown
At least for the majority
Most of it seems gone, now that I’m grown
Not that my words were ever an authority

While I’m still good-ish with words
Concentration is now a must
As is time without chirping birds
And I’ve lost most peoples trust
...