GREY LIBERATION DAY

A light hearted look at our 'golden years'.

Appeared to be  a normal day,

At our University of the Third Age,

Grannies and grandads writing epic lit.,

Forgot our hearing aids and blankets,

We walked away from the class,

Drank our coffees on the grass....

One old moll began this thing,

We cast off inhibitions and wedding rings,

Decided to have a grey love-in,

One last winter's love fling,

Before hearses the morticians bring,

We were all senile, obese and ga-ga,

The grey scrawny pubes made us ha-ha,

We gave those grandpas some thrills,

We all forgot our cardiac pills,

The old boys were gasping for breath,

Moribundi, close to death...

So, appeared to be a normal day,

On the grass, after class, at U3A,

Love-in for the old greys,

Yes, it was grey liberation day!!!

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