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Old Age!
Old age,
It makes me feel like I'm in a cage,
Pains in my hips, neck, and back,
Doctors visits begin to stack,
Food prices start to soar,
And coffee which I adore,
At the age of Sixty three,
I do not precisely feel free,
All my good friends
Are off on a trend,
From the cradle to the grave,
Whom shall I save?
So I raise my hand
While I can still stand,
But first,
I shall quench my thirst,
Then sit by,
Watching the time fly!
© William Stephen Foos
It makes me feel like I'm in a cage,
Pains in my hips, neck, and back,
Doctors visits begin to stack,
Food prices start to soar,
And coffee which I adore,
At the age of Sixty three,
I do not precisely feel free,
All my good friends
Are off on a trend,
From the cradle to the grave,
Whom shall I save?
So I raise my hand
While I can still stand,
But first,
I shall quench my thirst,
Then sit by,
Watching the time fly!
© William Stephen Foos
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