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

BOEMS BY JA 101