I’m growing older fast
retirement is good
some people don’t like it
but all i can say is:
My golden years
are here at last
I need glasses to see
and its very slow to pee
Its dificult to chew
even harder to screw
My memory shrinks
And my hearing stinks
No teeth in my gum
but piles in my bum
Hair no longer grows on my head
But out my ears and nose instead
Lost my sense of smell
and i’m looking like hell
Hair starting to wane
legs full of pain
Body’s starting to droop
I have trouble with poop
My golden years
are here at last
So my golden years
can kiss my ass
Posted in my poetry site Poets Corner


January 9, 2013 at 6:46 pm
That’s great Harry! Well…I mean, it’s not great what those ‘golden years’ bring but at least we can still have a laugh :)
January 10, 2013 at 7:33 am
Thank you, we do have to laugh at life, plenty more poems where that came from.