Age Is Just A Numeral

[Magpie]

A decade ago when I turned XXX, life was good,
I felt more powerful than a Roman God.
Everything just seemed to come my way
as if I were some irresistible force able to influence those around me.
I was part cyclone, rotating worlds at will.
Juggling, jostling, jovial, I was indeed Jove.
But now, no more.
Now I'm an old roaming dog who gets grumpy
with fences and sheep and fields, endless fields.
Days seem mostly bad and the remainder
seem to be filled with chronic-unpronounceable Latin.
Although people tell me that I'm mistaken about the 'khronokitus'.
The doc said it was a common misconception to make,
and no matter which way I tried to spell it out, it just wasn't my time,
even if I was XL. XL? Thanks for the reminder.
No wonder people call me saturnine and distant.
Just stay away from me, I'm poisoned,
I'll sink your world like a lead "BAAA!", "Lunatic fucking sheep!"
Why do they keep on scaring the crap out of me?
Why am I scared of sheep?
Perhaps it's true what people keep saying about me,
perhaps I do harbour the Devil after all, but I doubt it.
I may be XL but I'm sure I would notice a loitering Lucifer.
Does anyone have a light by any chance? I'm dying for a smoke.