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Joys of Aging
I look in the mirror and what do I see
there's an old man staring at me
Who's the imposter I hear myself ask
quick shave that beard, set to the task
Now I see wrinkles and saggy old skin
regrow that beard I'd better begin
I try to stand up but the effort is too much
Oh no not again, the growing stain round my crutch
Sorry I can't hear you, can you say that again
I feel like an echo, going deaf is a pain
But my eyesight is amazing and I can lipread
Not ready to die, no matter how hard you plead.
© The Imposter 💚🙏
there's an old man staring at me
Who's the imposter I hear myself ask
quick shave that beard, set to the task
Now I see wrinkles and saggy old skin
regrow that beard I'd better begin
I try to stand up but the effort is too much
Oh no not again, the growing stain round my crutch
Sorry I can't hear you, can you say that again
I feel like an echo, going deaf is a pain
But my eyesight is amazing and I can lipread
Not ready to die, no matter how hard you plead.
© The Imposter 💚🙏
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