Poem captures joys of ageing
AH, THE JOYS OF AGING…
What is it really like to be old?
Read along, and you’ll be told,
Well, there’s spectacles and hearing aids,
Also along the way, by the way,
There’s dentures in glasses,
Zimmers for greys who want to make passes,
Then there’s incontinence aids, bad hips,
Appointments at medical specialists,
Then you’re off to the pharmacists,
To get all your scripts,
Then there’s the alphabet song,
Read along, read along,
A is for Arthritis,
B is for Bursitis,
C is for Constipation,
Always a grey consternation,
D is for Diarrhoea,
And no doctor wants to know ya!
Finally, Z is for the big sleep at the end,
No wonder geriatrics go round the bend!
Yes, greys, these are our golden years,
Have fun learning, no need for tears!