I'm half-way over sixty:
My middle-age spread is such
That I can no longer see
The toes I used to touch.
I've lost hearing in one ear,
My youthful energy is spent.
As near as I can tell,
My get up and go got itself up and went!
To keep my boobs up off my knees
It takes a heavy-duty bra:
My teeth spend nights away from me
On the dresser in a jar.
Once an avid Cosmo reader
"100 Ways to Please Your Man,"
Now I find total fascination
Learning the benefits of bran!
Okay, so I took a little poet…
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Posted on August 9, 2009 at 10:45pm — 2 Comments