T H E C A T IN THE HAT ON AGING
I CANNOT SEE
I CANNOT PEE
I CANNOT CHEW
I CANNOT SCREW
OH, MY GOD, WHAT CAN I DO?
MY MEMORY SHRINKS
MY HEARING STINKS
NO SENSE OF SMELL
I LOOK LIKE HELL
MY MOOD IS BAD–CAN YOU TELL?
MY BODY’S STOOPING–HAVE TROUBLE POOPING
THE GOLDEN YEARS HAVE COME AS LAST
THE GOLDEN YEARS CAN KISS MY ASS
December 21, 2007 at 11:45 am |
Now you know why Bette Davis said: ‘Getting old ain’t for sissies’.