Poem -

Growing Old

Growing Old

God really takes the bloody piss
to make us women go through this!
My wrinkles deepen everyday,
my breasts have gone their own sweet way.........
and as for pelvic muscle tone,
mine's looser than a traffic cone!
'n' yes! I mean the open end! 
but, as I hardly ever bend
it's not a major tragedy
'cos 'rabbit' still fits perfectly........ish.
I can no longer shave my muff,
for holding up my belly's tough
so nature's growing wild and free
and slowly coating all of me.
I snore, I belch, I fart out loud,
my stench surrounds me like a cloud.
My feet are gnarled and bobbly,
my knees all dry and knobbly,
the hair grows fastest on my face
at ultra supersonic pace,
my bum is lowering so fast
it scrapes along the sodding path!!!
All in all I'm pretty #ucked,
I wish I'd known how much life sucked....... 

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Christopher Correia

so funny!  at least your sense of humor is fresher than fresh, I enjoyed this immensely you make a fine stand up comic, great timing....being funny in poetry is priceless; there are way to many dark fuckers writing in this genre,  thank you for giving me a laugh or two, cheers poet

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Donna Walton

Why thank you kind peeps. I am so pleased I could make you both chuckle, that is my true aim in life..... methinks.....lol
I love a laugh but equally have the greatest respect and admiration for the poets who are able to portray the darker aspects of our, and other, existences through their incredible use of words and rhyme. Much appreciated xo

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