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A Chortle On Aging

A Chortle On Aging

I’m dealing with advancing age,
And trying hard to cope.
My body says it’s gone from can,
To little less than hope.

I used to be so lean and mean,
And hardened like a rock,
But now a simple test of strength,
Sends muscles into shock.

I’m getting up three times each night,
To tend to nature’s call.
You’d think the bladder’d know by now,
That last trip took it all.

The urges that I use to have,
Are gone like sweet September.
I know there’s things I used to do,
But how, I can’t remember.

But regardless of the shape I’m in,
Or how I feel each day;
I still enjoy the challenge,
Of the game of life I play.

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