Changed
My head was once covered with hair combed so slick
I can't comb it now, 'cause it's no longer thick
My eyes never drooped, they never were saggy
My how they've changed, they're now oh-so baggy
My abs have so grown, were flat, now they're round
They seem to be stretching right down to the ground
And speaking of stretches, just ask Jeannie my belle
Sex is still there, we remember it well
My hands very steady, not once did they shake
But now there's a tremor, that's not quite a quake
I used to think clearly, my brain was a beaut
But now things get fuzzed when I try to compute
But one thing won't change, I boldly avow it
My spirit won't age, I just won't allow it
by Stan Cooper...12/31/01 Cartoon by Donald Hunt
Poetry by Stan Cooper
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Written on 2007-03-05 at 23:55
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