Breathing Is Good

Take a good look at the image above
It's a good example of my daily mood
Nothing can change it, I'm up in the clouds
Feel like prancing round in the nude

Really no reason that comes to mind
But breathing could be a factor
Tried doing without it when I was young
My good sense avoided disaster

Realized I'm quite a normal old duffer
With simple needs and wishes
Nothing special, just a simple pooper
Cept I thrive of wet mushy kisses

Now call me kookie, call me a dreamer
At my age, it's mostly likely true
Ain't dead yet, just a wee bit tattered
Still wearing the same old shoes

Wake up each morn with this dire need
To yell “happy day” to all I see
An overpowering urge to express myself
But before that a dire need to pee!