ode to decrepitude
this so called aging process
is so very rude.
aches and pains
where you did not know
you have parts.
(even laughter
causes farts)
wrinkles
tinkles
cracks and jowls
i'd like to rail at all of this
but i would hurt myself
if i howled.
falling down
instead of falling in love
yeeks who invented
all of the above
if i could chose between
wisdom or smooth skin
and sparkly eyes.
a wise choice i would not make
i surmise.
yes life is a gift
even for we prunes.
but why does this gift
now resemble
a ruin.
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