Your life is a bad thing to waste.
So why live with excessive haste?
Better be slow
And on the down low
Lest all of your years be erased.
Trying to hold onto years
Will leave you enslaved to your fears.
Then, death will say, "Hey!"
And then you'll away.
Life's maxim? This all ends in tears!
That's a rather dim view, isn't it? Certainly. You will die and so will I. And there is no hope to avoid that fate. Such is the Law. Such is life lived before the gospel arrives.
I imagine the first limerick to be the human desire to cheat death and the second to be Psalm 90, written by Moses, the great bringer of the Law. Come, Lord Jesus.