Still Kickin’
They advertise
the merits
Of those
creams and smart elixirs
That
promise to make you younger
All those
magic “old age fixers”.
But I’ve
earned every wrinkle
Every
crease on there is mine!
I’m past
the point of lying
That I’m
still “just thirty-nine”!
I proudly
display “age spots”
Dark “liver
spots” or blotches
All those
blemishes that tattle
My complexion
now has splotches.
My hair’s
no longer dark now
It’s “bottle-blond”
for a reason
You won’t
detect the gray now
I’m in my “autumn” season.
But I
still keep on dreaming
Of triumphs
that may occur
I can’t
afford to slacken now
My brain I
have to spur!
So don’t you
write me off yet
I’m still
within the class
I’m happy
that I’m kickin’
On the green
side of the grass!
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