my knees are barometers

my back, a lost cause

my sex life, well just

a memory of what was

my eyes are fading

memory going fast

arthritis dating my hands

marathons, a thing of the past

haemorrhoids, celluloid

strange rashes, varicose veins

hair, but an old photo

even pissing, can be a pain

but i still have my hearing

and all my own teeth

though my stomach's shot

don't allow me to eat meat

so ,

i'm in the golden years

you gotta be

fucking kidding