THESE DAYS

These days I sit
Uninspired
Old and grey
And always tired

 
At this late stage
Feeling bitter
Since I now have
Become a sitter

 
My body always
Hurts and aches
And often needs
To take rest breaks

 
I start out good
But fade real fast
And only dream
Of my youth past

 
I get so tired
When I crap
I need to take
A good long nap

 
And while I sit there
As I strain
I pray that I
Don’t burst a vein

 
My blood pressure
Goes so high
Those bulging sphincters
Make me cry

                                                    
But I still know
That I am sweet
Cause my sugar levels
I still treat

 
If I go out
I don’t go far
Because I usually
Lose my car

 
So now I try
To stay at home
And do my shopping
On the phone
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