I'm Getting Old

I'm Getting Old

A Poem by DEAN FARNELL

I'M GETTING OLD I'M IN DESPAIR 
I'VE FOUND MY FIRST GREY PUBIC HAIR 
I'M FAST ASLEEP BY HALF PAST 10 
I'M NEVER GONNA SEE MY TEENS AGAIN 

LOVE MY SLIPPERS & JUST MOANING 
EARLOBES & SCROTUM , WON'T STOP GROWING  
I'VE TWO INCH EAR AND NASAL HAIRS
I NOW HATE DISCOS NOISE, AND FAIRS

I'M WEARING BEIGE, AND A CARDIGAN 
THE MUSICS HELL ON RADIO ONE 
MY LIFE REVOLVES AROUND VAPOUR RUBS 
SAGA MAGAZINES, AND BOWLING CLUBS 

THE DOWNWARD SPIRAL HAS BEGUN 
THE MUSIC'S HELL ON RADIO ONE 
THE ONLY THING, THAT'S LEFT TO DO 
IS TO TUNE MY DIAL TO RADIO TWO. 

© 2013 DEAN FARNELL


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Right brilliant!!! I can relate to this crafty piece. I find myself using eye cream to rid myself of the aging process. lol.



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DEAN FARNELL
DEAN FARNELL

HENLOW, BEDFORD, United Kingdom



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