F ifty-something, falling apart
A ware of the creaks and the groans
L acking in energy, shuffling along
L etting the pain out in moans
I can’t see worth a
N ickle. My ears are all waxy.
G aining weight at great speed
A nd I’m not feeling sexy.
P lease lend me a hand
A s I try to get up, and
R emind me whyT here’s no tea in my cup.