Don'T Worry About It
Snap crackle pop's not my cereal sound anymore
Now that's how I sound getting up off the floor
It's not new if I'm up at the crack of dawn
For an emergency journey to the John
I get a new wart or spot every day
I've now abandoned watching what I say
Though not W.C. Fields to any degree
I did say, "Go away son you bother me!"
I can come off as a little cranky I guess
I am a bit coarse and grumpy I confess
But if you think that I'm too brazen or bold
Don't worry about it I'm just getting old!
Copyright © Pat Adams | Year Posted 2017
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