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Past My Sell By Date

               
                                           My face is getting wrinkles
                                           My hair is turning white
                                           My bladders getting weaker
                                           I have to get up in the night

                                           All my Joints are creaking
                                           I'm in such a state
                                           I think that I just have to say
                                           I'm past my sell by date

                                           When I go out walking
                                           I have to use a stick
                                           My weight is on the up and up
                                           My waist is getting thick

                                           I need to get much fitter 
                                           But I'm afraid that its too late
                                           I think I must admit it 
                                           I'm past my sell by date

                                           But look there in my cupboard
                                           There is a Christmas pud
                                           I know its past its sell by date
                                           But I bet it still tastes good

                                           I may be old and wrinkly 
                                           With joints that creak but wait
                                           I can still enjoy myself 
                                           Though I'm past my sell by date

                                           I wont live forever
                                           But I can still live well
                                           And if they say I'm past my sell by date 
                                           Well they can go to hell

                                             Denis Briggs 2017
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