Dr. Seusse on the The Golden Years
I cannot see
I cannot pee
I cannot chew
Oh, my God, what can I do?
My memory shrinks
My hearing stinks
No sense of smell
I look like Hell
My mood is bad - can you tell?
My body is drooping
Have trouble pooping
The Golden Years have come at last
The Golden Years can kiss my ass
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Saturday, January 3, 2009
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